this, when getting information out of you is normally a
pretty harrowing and trying experience.”
“It is?
“You know it is.”
“Why am I being forthcoming? I can’t say. Seeing you practically dead on the
cold concrete, maybe. The fact I’m going to be a father. I don’t know. You
said you wanted to know, and I don’t want Elena to come between us. She
can’t. She’s the past, and I’ve said that to you so many times.”
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“If she hadn’t made a pass at you . . . would you still be friends?”
“That’s more than one question.”
“Sorry. You don’t ha一ve to tell me.” I flush. “You’ve already volunteered more
than I ever thought you would.”
His gaze softens. “No, I don’t think so, but she’s felt like unfinished business
since my birthday. She stepped over the line, and I’m done. Please, believe
me. I’m not going to see her again. You said she’s a hard limit for you. That’s
a term I understand,” he says with quiet sincerity.
Okay. I’m going to let this go now. My subconscious sags into her armchair.
Finally!
“Goodnight, Christian. Thank you for the enlightening bedtime story.” I lean
over to kiss him, and our lips touch briefly, but he pulls back when I try to
deepen the kiss.
“Don’t,” he whispers. “I am desperate to make love to you.”
“Then do.”
“No, you need to rest, and it’s late. Go to sleep.” He leans over and switches
off the bedside light, plunging us into darkness.
“I love you unconditionally, Christian,” I murmur as I cuddle into his side.
“I know,” he whispers, and I sense his shy smile.
~o0o~
I wake with a start. Light is flooding the room, and Christian is not in bed. I
glance at the clock and see it’s seven fifty-three. I take a deep breath and
wince as my ribs smart though not as badly as yesterday. I think I could go to
work. Work—Yes. I want to go to work. It’s Monday, and I spent all of
yesterday lounging about in bed. Christian only let me go out briefly to see
Ray. Honestly, he’s still such a control freak. I smile fondly. My control frea
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