“Do you want me, Ava?”
Ava took a sharp inhale of breath. There it was, the question she had been asking herself since the moment he had left her room. Her head told her to run a mile and never look back but her racing heart ached for him, every minute of the day.
“Yes, I do, but,” Catching the relief that momentarily flashed across his eyes, she cleared the quiver from her throat and continued. “Can you honestly say you can carry this relationship on, without feeling like you’re going behind her back?” Her voice came out quieter than she wanted, but her question hit home all the same.
“No, I can’t and I know that you can’t either, which is why I’m going to tell her,” he told her, taking her face in both of his hands. “I want you to be sure, though, that this is what you want before
