Chapter Sixteen
The two weeks following my confession to Bradley about loving him flew by.
And contrary to what I thought, it didn’t seem to have changed anything between us.
It shouldn’t have shocked me. After all, he had practically admitted to knowing all along.
Bradley worked a lot. He always had. That would probably never change and he enjoyed his work.
Hell, I loved that his work made him happy. It was his passion.
I also couldn’t help wishing that his passion for me was similar; his love, too.
Sometimes, when we did get to spend time together, it seemed like he did feel something more than a sincere desire to have me close by.
He treated Annalina as his own, made sure we were all comfortable and happy, and seemed to relax into his new roles as husband, son-in-law, and stepfa
