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Haley had purchased an entire company?

“She owns several, apparently…she hires people to run them, but if you’re looking for a backer, she could be it.” Colson finished, all excited like he’d just had the best idea of his life.

My stomach soured.

Even if he was right, and she was in a position to back me financially as an investor, I would never ask her. I couldn’t. Not when thoughts of tasting her kept me up at night. Images of how she’d one day spread those beautiful legs for me, and welcome me into that tight—

“So what do you think, you want me to ask her with you?”

God, that made it worse.

I stood, shaking my limbs and getting those images of Haley out of my head.

“I’ll think about it.”

I wouldn’t be stressingout over losing my gym if my savings weren’t shot to hell because of all the legal fees and the rehab centers. For someone who bailed on her kids as often as she did, Lacey sure made a ton of noise regarding getting any sort of time with them. My lawyer thought it might have something to do with the potential to receive child support if she somehow landed partial or even full-time custody.

After what she did, it should be impossible for her to even have the chance to request it, but according to her lawyer, she’s been in rehab and AA meetings. Even got herself a sponsor. I’d be thrilled if I believed it, but I don’t. After everything she put us through, I would never underestimate her ability to cause chaos again.

I thought back to last night what I had told Haley and felt that souring in my gut. How I hadn’t told the entire story of that first time I realized my wife had a problem, and how it was my fault. I was out of town when I had received a call from the school that Seraph hadn’t shown up to daycare. When I tried to call Lacey, she hadn’t picked up.

I called the police, asking them to just go check to be sure everything was okay. Apparently when they got there Seraph was huddled in a corner, crying for God knew how long. She was only three at the time. Mila was one, her diaper was soaked, and she had a horrible rash. Her face had been beet red from crying. When I finally pulled them into my arms that night, I broke.

They both were evaluated at the hospital just to be sure there was no lasting damage done.

That was the beginning of the end for us.

I hung in there, doing everything I could to support my wife, help her get better. I was fully signed up for the “in sickness and in health” part of my vows. And then things got worse, a whole hell of a lot worse.

“Hello?”

I blinked, shaking myself of the thoughts.

Haley rounded the front desk wearing a puffy coat and snow boots. Once she shed the layers and stepped out of her boots, her eyes landed on me, and her easy smile nearly floored me.

“Hey,” I managed to respond after taking her in.

She wore yoga pants that cut off at her calf, and a cropped T-shirt that showed her sports bra, it left her stomach bare and fuck if it didn’t feel like I was in high school again, getting worked up over seeing the smallest patch of smooth skin from the girl I was crushing on.

Was I crushing on her? Fuck, I couldn’t be.

“So, did the girls get to school okay? Sorry if I messed with your routine this morning,” she said, lowering her duffel bag to the ground. For some strange reason I hoped that bag would be packed full of enough clothes for her to stay at my house again.

I lifted my shoulder, “It was no problem, they enjoyed it and yeah, they got to school fine, and got all excited on their way in.”

“Oh, good.”

I had to get my mind off her and the memory of waking up to her in my house. I had to stop thinking about how perfectly she seemed to fit there.

I grabbed her bag from the floor and then headed in the direction of the floor mats where we’d be working.

The sooner she was out of my gym and away from me, the sooner I could breathe again.

Haley lowered to her haunches and pulled out two pink boxing gloves from her bag and a mouth guard.

“Okay, I came prepared. I even purchased head gear, but I don’t want to put it on unless you say I have to because I know I’ll look ridiculous.”

She was rambling and it was cute as fuck, and the gloves she got seemed tiny. Like her.

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