Chapter 8Melissa had been tucked into bed for the night. Allison had retrieved her clothing from her parents' home while Becky kept Mrs. Spencer occupied. Now her possessions were stashed in Samantha's bureau and wardrobe. Wesley's late wife's clothing had been added to the empty guest room, to be dealt with later. The bed had been turned down earlier and awaited them. Wesley sat on the armchair in the corner of the room.
Allison approached, and he pulled her onto his lap.
This is it, he realized, the moment I've waited and longed for so many years. The night I finally got to make my virgin bride into my wife. Suddenly, he didn't want to. Cody was right. Mrs. Spencer was right. I'm taking advantage of her willingness, and I'm in no condition to give anything good back to her.
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