LOGIN"And now you're saying he's mine? What, you want to pin some other guy's kid on me?" her husband shot back, his tone sarcastic and cruel, though he couldn't stop staring at Andrew.Elizabeth swallowed the urge to slap him and slam the door in his face. He had it coming, and nothing was going to convince her otherwise."Before you say something you'll regret, why don't you come in and let me talk?" Elizabeth stepped aside, and Roger hesitated for a moment before taking a step inside.Once he was in, he looked around the place, then at her."So this is where you live now. It's nice. Close to the office… the one you work at now, because you took my job away after finding out, surprise, I'm a cheater. This is so surreal."She took every one of her husband's jabs without flinching.This Roger was brand new to her. She'd never seen him like this.This was going to be hard. Her husband had sarcasm leaking out of every pore, and he didn't look like he planned to listen calmly.Elizabeth ignor
Roger walked out of the hospital gutted. He had called Elizabeth’s father, and as soon as the man said he was on his way, Roger and Alexander left.He didn’t want to be there. He’d had enough.Three years wasted. Three endless years waiting for his wife to deign to come back so they could fix things, while she’d forgotten all about him and built a life with someone else.“I think I should drive. Or at least take your foot off the gas, because I have a wife and kids.” Alexander’s voice cut into his thoughts. He was clutching the seat belt like his life depended on it and, somehow, trying to make a phone call at the same time.Roger eased off the gas and glanced sideways at his friend.“Sorry. Relax, I won’t floor it like that again. What are you doing?” he asked when he saw Alexander still fumbling with his phone, seat belt in a death grip.“Trying to call Diana to say goodbye. If I’m going to die because of you, I want to say goodbye to her and the kids.”“And I’m the dramatic one.” H
Elizabeth's head was pounding, and, to her surprise and disgust, she had woken up in a hospital.The last thing she remembered was running from Roger and locking herself in her office, and the next thing she knew, she was here, in a gloomy hospital room.She couldn't stand hospitals. Ever since her grandmother had spent months in one before she died, she'd logged so many hours inside walls like these, keeping her company, that she'd developed a deep aversion to the places.She was fine, really. A little bump wasn't going to kill her, even if the headache did have her a bit dizzy.She was already annoyed and worn out from arguing with the nurse who'd tried to force her to stay in bed. Who knew how many people had died between those sheets?! Her skin was crawling just thinking about it.The second the woman left, Elizabeth got up. She was going to find her clothes, rip out that hateful IV, and make a run for it. Her plans, however, were about to be derailed."You had a son with your lov
Elizabeth practically ran into her office.Seeing Roger after last night had thrown her completely, and she had no idea how to act around him anymore.One part of her wanted to throw herself into his arms and let him lie to her again, let him make her believe she mattered to him. The other part, the one that loved to punish her, was mortified that she'd been so weak.That man had her right in the palm of his hand, and she had no intention of letting him know it.She could pretend it didn't affect her, that she could sleep with him or anyone else without feeling so much as a flicker. She just had to keep telling herself, over and over, that last night had been sex. Only sex.To top it off, her friend, who was supposed to be here backing her up and looking out for her, had decided that a decent workday started after ten in the morning and that he needed to keep sleeping a little longer.The second she stepped inside the office, she stopped dead. The room smelled like her husband's colog
Elizabeth woke up on the couch feeling as awful as if she'd spent the night out drinking.When she'd gotten home, the sitter had already put her son to bed, and Bastian was snoring so hard he looked like he wouldn't wake up for a week.After what had happened, she should have been floating on air for having been with the man she loved. Instead, she felt horrible for letting happen the one thing she'd sworn would never happen again.She sat down in the living room and looked at her legs, her arms, her flat stomach. Now he could actually sleep with her without picturing someone else.Her feelings were a tangle: anger at herself, and sadness that she'd had to change before he would truly look at her differently.On top of all that, she was hungry. Ravenous, in fact, and all of it courtesy of her frayed nerves.She wandered into the kitchen and discovered that, before he'd started sawing logs, her friend had bought an entire stockpile of sweets.The bag sat right there in front of her, pr
When Roger kissed her again, Elizabeth realized that everything she'd felt in the elevator hadn't been her imagination.Every time she'd shouted that she hated him, she'd been lying to herself because she needed to believe it. The truth was that she was still deeply in love with him, and that gave him the power to keep hurting her.He pulled her against his body and cradled the back of her head with one hand. He didn't want her to escape, and at that moment, Elizabeth had completely forgotten that she was supposed to run away.Instead of fleeing, she slipped her arms around his neck and parted her lips, inviting him to kiss her as though the world were going to end that very day.A moan echoed through the office as their tongues entwined. They wanted to devour each other, as though they couldn't survive another moment without it. Roger threaded his fingers through her hair and finally let it all down.Her hair spilled freely down her back, just as she felt free in his arms at that mom







