chapter 47

My heart’s racing. Her expression is hopeful and cautious. She wants me to be pleased for her. But she’s expecting me to be angry.

“Is it a permanent move?” I ask.

“They’ve requested a two-year commitment.”

Two years. I give a short, humorless laugh, lean back, and look away, out through the window. It’s dark now, and the round lights in each alcove make me feel as if we’re on life rafts floating on the ocean, each nook its own small world.

“Say something,” she pleads.

I turn my gaze back to her. “What do you want? My blessing?” My voice is sharp, but I don’t care.

She winces. “I understand why you’re angry.”

“I’m not angry. I’m incredibly hurt.”

Her brows draw together, and she bites her lip.

“Last night,” I continue, “I’m pretty sure I remember us having sex.”

“I know.”

“Four times.”

Her eyes glimmer with a touch of humor. “I know.”

“Tell me it wasn’t amazing.”

She gives me a look that saysYou know I can’t.

“You’re just going to walk away from that?” I ask.

“It was just sex,” she sa