The enormity of what she’d missed began to overwhelm her, and she felt sadness start to creep into her chest. Then Matt shifted a bit and looked down at her, his hot breath on the side of her face. She smelled the wine he’d been drinking, and it hit her that in this moment, she hated wine as much as she’d ever loved it. The thing that had been her greatest comfort and best friend, her favorite lover and most constant solace, had cost her a good man. Maybe even cost her what could have been love.
Too much. It’s just too much.
King was shocked when Naomi lowered her face to his chest and started to tremble. He paused, almost afraid.
“Hey,” he said softly. “You OK?”
She didn’t answer, and now he heard small gasps of breath.
“Naomi? Are you – are you crying?”
She nodded without raising h
