Paul put his arm around my waist. "Kim, I had no idea they'd ever find me. I mean, they live in f*****g Poland and they're dirt f*****g poor!"
"It's okay," I said. "I'm just happy that they're gone. They were nasty."
"They're not," Paul said. "Not really. They just need to save themselves from dying out, that's all."
"That one was touching himself, as if he'd r**e Monica and me if he got the chance." I gave Paul a piercing look. "That's what he was threatening."
Paul pulled me to him and kissed the top of my head. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring my baggage."
"I know, baby. I know."
He pulled back. "Do you regret that I came back?"
"No! I'm so happy that you're home. There's been this horrible empty spot in my center that I could never fill. It didn't disappear until you came back
