Chapter Seventeen
Rachel kept it together until she got outside the restaurant, forcing her legs to move. “Please call me a cab,” she managed to squeak out to the valet.
It felt like an eternity, but the cab came around the corner, and she collapsed in the back seat, relaying her home address.
“Oh God,” she breathed out as the tears streamed down her face.
She had to leave him there, right? She had to have a clean break. There would never be a good time. The more she stayed with him, the harder it would be to separate.
She wanted Hunter, all of him, not just pieces of what he’d shown her. Her heart ached for the loss of his wife, and what that must have been like. But she could be there for him, help him heal. She wanted to be there for him. But he wasn’t letting her in.
She paid the
