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“It’s too soon. But I feel something for him—something that’s getting harder and harder to deny,” she quietly admits.

I don’t have a fucking clue what to say to that. I watch as she stands and brushes off her pants.

“If there was no me and Creed, would you…?” I can’t even bring myself to say it, but I have to know just how deep her feelings for Ev are.

“In a heartbeat. But there is a you and Creed, and the pieces of me I would’ve given to Evander already belong to you.”

She walks away, leaving me feeling both ecstatic and fucking nervous. I need to talk to Creed. Need him to come up with a plan with me before we lose our wife forever.

* * *

I follow Avery until she reaches the main house, then veer off and head back to my place. Creed is up and eating a bowl of cereal when I walk in.

“Where did you disappear to? I knocked to see if you wanted to come for a run, but you were already gone.”

“I saw Ev and Avery head to the orchard, so I followed them. I wanted to talk to Avery alone.”

“And? How’d it go?”

I pull out a chair and sit down beside him. “It was rough but needed.”

“She listened to you?”

“Yeah. I think she’s ready to hear us out. But you have to understand, Creed, hearing us out and forgiving us are two very different things.”

“You think I don’t know that? And I made things a million times harder than they needed to be. But hey, don’t I always?”

“Well, if you’re done with the pity party, I think you should go talk to her. You need to fix this mess, or we’ll lose her.”

“Yes, Mom. I know that. I just don’t have any fucking clue how to fix it. I don’t know what to say to her.”

“Just tell her the truth.”

“She knows the truth. She knows I married her for my green card,” he snaps, standing up and tossing his bowl in the sink.

“And yet, out of the two of us, your love for her was never questioned.”

He turns to look at me with a frown.

“You might’ve seen her as your ticket to staying in the US when you first laid eyes on her, but she quickly became more than that, and you know it.”

“I do, but she doesn’t.”

“Then tell her.”

Frustrated, he runs his hand through his hair. “What’s the point? She’ll never take us back.”

“Then step aside, Creed, because E is more than ready to take your spot.”

“The fuck he is. Avery is my wife.”

“Our wife. But can we really blame her for wanting to move on?”

“Yes, because I didn’t. I waited.” He hits his chest.

I wince, knowing I’m the only one who crossed that line, though I did think I’d never see her again.

“She likes him a lot. We could force the issue and make him stay away from her. And the guys would back us,” I tell him quietly.

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