Divorced With His Heir In My Belly
"Even when things went south. When I got myself into a bit of a mess and ended up behind bars for two years... Dex never forgot me. On a few occasions, on his scheduled off days, he would drive all the way out to the correctional facility where I was being held just to sit across from me. We would talk for hours, laughing about the old days like absolutely nothing had changed. Knowing Dex was out there, coming to see me... it's the only thing that kept me sane in that place."
Norman held my eyes across the steam of the teacups, his expression laced with a quiet, challenging vulnerability.
Beside my chair, Tyler shifted his weight, his large frame casting a protective shadow over my shoulder.