He’dHe’dHe closed his eyes, and took a deep breath before opening them again. Megan looked so small as she stood there in his kitchen in her shorts and tank top. His heart was beating wildly in his chest, as he knew what he said next would hurt her. It was the last thing he wanted, but he knew it needed to be done. He still loved his wife—would always love his wife. There was no future for him with anyone else.
“I was out of line. I’m sorry.” He paused. “I still love my wife, Megan. Nothing can happen between the two of us.”
She was quiet for several seconds, and then he saw her press her lips together and straighten her shoulders. “Why?”
Paul looked at her with slight disbelief. “Did you miss the part about me still loving my wife?”
“No. I didn’t miss it. I know you still love Melissa
