“Because you’re a drama queen. Now get your sweet ass out of my truck, bunny. Call me when you’ve got clarity.”
“Clarity?” Emotion makes my voice high and tight. “What does that even mean?”
He leans over, takes my face in his hands, and stares right into my eyes.
“When you’re ready to take off that wedding ring, you’ll have clarity. Until then, I’m not doing anything for you but muddying up the waters.”
He presses a firm, close-mouthed kiss to my lips. When he withdraws, he takes my heart with him.
“Now go,” he commands gruffly, staring out the windshield into the rain. “When you’re ready, you know where to find me.”
Fighting tears, my face hot and my heart throbbing, I say, “I don’t want to leave it like this.”
“I know.”
“I think we can work this out another way.”
“I don’t.”
“Ai
