“I haven’t been a very good guy. Terrible with women,” he whispered. The darkness of the room and the fact that she was facing away from him seemed to be enough to inspire this unexpected bout of honesty. “I didn’t want more than s*x from them, maybe a short-lived affair here and there.”
“I know,” she said, her voice dry. “I was there.”
“Of course I mean to settle down someday,” he said, ignoring her sarcasm. He sounded driven to speak, and she was more than happy to let him air his thoughts. This whole turn of conversation took her mind off her immediate grief.
“I’m sure you had a type picked out, right?” she prompted, when it looked like he was done speaking.
“I always thought I’d marry a beautiful, elegant creature who would be the perfect wife and mother. We would have a quiet, cal
