As I stood there staring at the ceiling, my mind was racing through a never-ending loop of Tyler's remarks from earlier.
I am not going to allow you to bring Nicole into your mess for the simple reason that she is my wife.
I was warmed in a way that I wasn't prepared to identify, and his tone, which was distinguished by its raw finality, played again and over again.
What was his level of interest in me?
My thinking was unable to settle, despite the fact that the estate was entirely silent with the exception of the pleasant hum of the air conditioning.
Tyler had protected me against Julie with such intensity that it nearly felt real. It was almost as if we were a normal couple, and he truly wanted me.
If I were to let him in totally, would it be possible?
A sigh came out of my mo
