Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 36757 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 184(@200wpm)___ 147(@250wpm)___ 123(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36757 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 184(@200wpm)___ 147(@250wpm)___ 123(@300wpm)
Rachel sat up front with dickhead, so he slid in beside his son, and had no choice but to watch Ryan taking random glances at his woman, while also looking back at him.
Yeah, asshole, I’m watching you with my wife.
He wasn’t going to let this man win. Even if he was a single dad, knew what he was doing, and Rachel seemed to like him.
Is this the man she wanted the divorce for, or someone to have sex with? He didn’t like the way his thoughts were going, not over this, and it was a little alarming.
He would win her back. There was no way he could lose or fail. He’d given her all the space she thought she needed, and maybe five years was a long time to wait, but she’d been more than willing to run from him. She had needed time, but now, he couldn’t help but wonder if he’d fucked up.
No, they had to have this break for her to get over her problems. There was no way he would lose her.
He’d never lost anything in his life, and he wasn’t about to start now.
****
“Your husband, huh, I didn’t know he was back in town,” Ryan said.
Rachel watched as Wolfe played with Benjamin and Billy at the park outside the museum. Much to her surprise, Wolfe had been on his best behavior, and if anything, he was rivaling Ryan with his interest. He’d been the one to lead both boys around the museum, pointing out certain exhibits, and the kids just lapped it up.
Science was Benjamin and Billy’s favorite topic. Most of the time it went right over her head, but she wanted to encourage her son to love what he learned and to find something he was passionate about.
“He did. I don’t know how long he’s going to stay, but Benjamin’s happy for him to be here.” She’d watched the big smile appear on her son’s face as Wolfe walked down to breakfast rubbing at his stomach. He’d walked over to Benjamin, kissed his cheek, blown a raspberry on it, and moved toward her. She’d dodged any kind of touch.
Last night, she hadn’t had a very good sleep. The dreams she had, they weren’t nightmares, but the sexual kind. The ones she rarely had, and when she did, it was hard for her to deal with, especially as Wolfe had the starring role.
How could she think of moving on when the very man she was trying to get away from, was the only one she craved and wanted? None of her feelings made any sense to her.
“He’s good with the kids,” Ryan said.
“Yeah. Benjamin loves spending time with him. It’ll be good to have his dad around.”
She folded her arms across her chest, watching as Billy came down the slide, followed by Benjamin and at their backs, Wolfe.
He looked like a big kid, but as she knew from past experiences, she didn’t know if this was an act, or genuine.
“Are you okay?” he asked. “You’ve seemed tense all day.” Ryan put his hand on her arm, and she forced a smile to her lips. The last thing she wanted was Wolfe to react to Ryan’s touch.
“Yeah, I’m fine. Just a little worn out, you know.” She had to be careful what she said. She’d never told Ryan she and Wolfe weren’t together. As far as anyone knew, Wolfe worked a lot in the city, and saw her on the weekends. Whenever it was the weekend, she made the excuse of being with Wolfe, when in fact she was at her sister’s so no one knew the truth of their weird separation.
Part of Wolfe’s agreement to allow her to leave him was no one could know the truth, not even Ryan.
Her sisters did, but they knew not to ruin her life by adding to her misery.
She bent down and started to unload the picnic. She’d packed enough to feed a small army, so Wolfe being with them wouldn’t be a problem. Her stomach was so tense she didn’t even think she could eat.
Wolfe at times reminded her a little of a ticking time bomb, and she was just waiting for him to explode. It would all be all right though; she had to believe that.
Just as she stood up, hands wrapped around her waist and lips pressed against her lips.
“I’m so sorry for abandoning you,” Wolfe said.
She was very much aware of Ryan’s gaze on them.
“It’s fine, honey,” she said. She closed her eyes and tried to look like this was an everyday, natural occurrence between them. He hadn’t touched her like this in five years.
You’re the one who made sure of it.
She tucked some of her hair behind her ear and sat down on the blanket. Wolfe took the position behind her, and it reminded her a private picnic they had shared out by the lake of some stately home back in England. Part of his wooing of her, he’d taken her to England to explore stately homes, museums, and to see the land. She’d loved it, and on one of the days, she’d been enjoying their picnic watching ducks swim by. It was the first time he’d kissed her deeply, almost ravishing.