“What did you just say?” Christine felt a lump on her throat. She was about to cry. Maybe she was already crying.
“What is you like me instead,” he paused and moved closer to her. “Because right now, I am quite certain that it’s you that I like. Not Theresa, not the thought of being with her. I want you.”
Christine tried to open her mouth to say something but her mind went blank.
“I know that we agreed, or I somehow forced you to work with me to get Theresa. For you to have Chad back,” he took her hands to hold. “But last night, when you left me on the sofa, I knew that I wanted you more, more than I would ever want anyone else.”
Christine started crying. “What did I do…” she was having a hard time completing her sentence, she could feel that she was choking in between her tears and th
