Page 87 of Take Me With You


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“Not long after everyone was out safely, the plane exploded. That explosion knocked the bodyguard and me further away than the others and made us pass out. I was slammed into a tree, and he fell into a ditch. The others were already unconscious from the crash. Eventually, they would be engulfed by the fire, and later, the bodyguard succumbed to his injuries.”

“Oh my, God!” I gasp, covering my mouth with my hand.

I take a moment to gather my emotions before I speak.

“It was a bitter pill for me to swallow when the police arrived at the door to share the news. In my heart, I knew that it couldn’t be true. I was so inexorably tied to you that there was no way that you could have left this world, and I wouldn’t have felt it somewhere in my soul.”

“Apparently, you were right,” he says, pressing his forehead to mine.

“When did you know?”

Nicky sits back and looks uncomfortable as he shifts his gaze away from mine.

“I was in a coma for five months before I woke up. I spent another three months in the hospital recovering from my injuries. They didn’t release me for another eight months after my accident. I stayed in a group home that helped with the therapy I needed and time to recover. Yaya, I just fully regained my memory four months ago.”

My heart drops. Why had it taken him all that time to return home to his family? To me?

If he’d come home then, I would never have met Kincaid and...I shut that thought down. I can’t bear to think of Kincaid right now, or I might just break. It’s not fair.

“What took you so long to come home to me?” I ask softly.

He cups my chin and says, “Sweet girl, I wanted to. There were still things that had to be worked out between our governments. So much red tape, especially since I’d been declared dead. I wanted to call you, to see you. I had no phone number or address for you. I’d learned that all those things had changed.”

“Your mother...sister.”

“An official visit was made to them, but when they delivered the news, I was here on US soil. I was in the car when the officials visited Mom’s house, and Syd was there.”

“You could’ve called!”

“I needed to see you in person. That wasn’t news that I could deliver over the phone. Do you honestly believe that you would have believed it was me? You would have thought I was just some prankster pulling a cruel joke on you.”

“I know your voice, Nicky!” I hiss. “You’re underestimating who you were to me! I am your wife! How would I not know that it was you!”

“After I’ve been declared dead?” he asks dubiously.

I suck down my protests because he has no idea what I’ve gone through believing he was dead. It wouldn’t have been too far-fetched for me to believe he was alive.

“Syd wanted to call and tell you or visit. But I wouldn’t let her. I insisted that it needed to come from me,” he says pleadingly as he sees the stubborn set of my jaw.

“You have no idea how hard this has been for me!” I cry, stabbing my chest with my thumb. “You don’t know what I’ve been through! My life has been hell without you the last three years!”

“Has it?” he asks.

“What?”

“Has it been that hard? It seems that you found someone to comfort you,” he retorts, now becoming angry too.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

Rising from the couch, he presses his palms down the sides of his slacks and says, “The best fucking orgasm you’ve ever had?”

His voice is cruel but filled with pain. “His words or yours?” he spits.

Shaking my head, I say, “Don’t do that! Don’t you dare do that to me because I waited for you. It’s only been a month since I’ve—”

“A month, and already you’re fucking him?” His words are cruel and dripping with disdain.

I stand and face him. “Don’t you dare judge me! I told you that you have no idea what I’ve gone through, and I will not sit around and be judged by you or anyone else, Nicholas Tidwell!”

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