Chapter 93

His scent wasn’t even in my sheets because he’d been working longer hours more and more, and rarely made it to bed long enough to do more than cuddle, if he allowed that. For a while, I’d thought he was cheating on me, and in a way, he had been. With work. With his ambitions. Maybe it was my fault. Maybe I’d thought there was more than there actually was. The sex had been hot, always, and perhaps I’d mistaken that compatibility for love. For the ability to make everything else work. Still, it hurt.

I worked on my computer for a few more hours, fielding questions from time to time from staff when they’d stick their heads into my office. Other than that, they’d left me alone.

Right before it was time to call it a night, I checked my email one last time. There was a new message, and it was from…No way! This was the first time he’d contacted me since he’d left, the cretin.

I refused to be curious. I deleted it and shut down my computer before heading out.