Chapter 33

“What’s troubling you, mi vida?”

“Is that Spanish? You said something in Spanish earlier, but…What did you just call me?”

“My dear,” Tom said smoothly. He wasn’t certain how she’d feel about being called “my life.”

“Oh. That sounds so lovely.”

Tom looked forward to whispering love words in Spanish to her.

“Tonight…Are you going to want to do to me what Barron did?”

“I won’t ask that of you.”

“You…you don’t want me?”

“I won’t lie to you—I’d like nothing better. But I won’t force you to do something you don’t desire.”

“Am I supposed to…to desire marital relations?” She shook her head. “Forgive me, I’m being foolish. I know they’re necessary to give my husband a son.”

“Who told you this?”