Chapter Three Hundred and Thirteen

“I would never hurt you like that.” He threw his head back with insult. “I will never step out on you. Ever.”

Distantly, she knew that was probably true, given the betrayal he’d suffered at the hands of his ex, but all she could say was a tormented, “Why the hell would I give you the chance to say anything? You can’t even—”

“I trust you, Emma! Damn it. I do” he cut in, pinching the bridge of his nose. “I came all this way to tell you that. To make you believe it.” he said

“And started by asking why I was talking to another man? Samson was asking about the baby and you. He wanted to know if I was leaving with you. Okay? You said so without even talking to me about it. Still being controlling as always. That’s what we were talking about.” She looked blindly toward the blackened windows.

After a pulse of silence, he said, “I was talking to Isabel about getting you a ring.”