Chapter Twenty Three
Bryan waited, wondering who would make the first move. Hoping it would be Paige, he waited a few days, but he was not particularly concerned when there was no call. Whatever had moved her to end their relationship was obviously still hanging on. But maybe, just maybe, he’d cracked through the surface of her disquiet. There was a genuine wrinkle in her consciousness when he called her Mrs. Hemmingway—he’d it in her face. Hopefully that was all he needed to break through the barrier between them. Oddly, what had characterized their relationship, its anonymity, became their worst enemy. In the absence of truth, even if it was in a blissful vacuum while it lasted, their affair was eventually doomed.
More than once Bryan had wondered why she couldn’t be some gentle sexy f
