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179 pages, ebook
First published December 5, 2014
Colton had rationalized his growing interest in Leslie as harmless. He had no intention of carrying out any of the wild ideas floating around in his head. She would return to Maryland [at the end of her internship at his hospital], and this situation would die a natural death.
He was still there - the husband she hadn’t seen in almost a year.
Laurel grimaced in distaste. “My husband? That’s a role you put aside easily enough when it suited you.”
“Don’t throw my beliefs in my face. Can you honestly stand there and tell me that if our situations were reversed, you’d feel any differently than I do?”
Didn’t she have any self-respect? This man had taken her love and tossed it aside like a piece of garbage.
“It’s bad enough knowing I couldn’t manage to keep my husband happy;
Her mouth twisted into a cynical smile. “Error in judgment? That doesn’t begin to cover it. What would have happened if I hadn’t arrived when I did? How long would I have lived in happy ignorance of what you were doing?”
“You dated Kayla?” “Sure did. Do you know her?” “I met her at the couple’s shower. She’s stunning. How’d you let her get away?” “I’m still trying to figure that out. She broke up with me.”
He hadn’t met a woman he wanted to spend more than an evening with since Kayla and that had been two years ago.
It wasn’t until a few hours later that he found out who the ‘someone’ was. He took the box of papers from Leslie with an apologetic smile. “I’m sorry you got dragged into this. Have you had dinner? The least I can do is feed you before you drive back.”
Colton didn’t take Leslie to the hotel restaurant as he’d originally planned. Instead, he drove to a place situated on the ocean. Her delight in the view from their tableside window drew a reluctant smile from him. “You can look at the beach later. Right now, we need to order.”
He reached out and tucked the loose strands of dark hair behind her ear. “You’re worse than a child.” “I know, but admit it, you’re having fun.” “It would be difficult not to have fun with you around,” he conceded reluctantly.
Leslie moved closer and slipped her arm through his. “You know I like you, don’t you, Colton?”
The problem was he hadn’t discouraged them when he had a chance. It had been amusing at first; then it had become something else. Colton had rationalized his growing interest in Leslie as harmless.
This is our last chance to be together. Please don’t send me home, Colton.”
All she could see was Colton’s ravaged face and the shadow of a woman in his arms. Over the loud ringing in her ears, someone had called her name.
For the worst of reasons, he betrayed the woman he promised to love and honor.
Colton’s unfaithfulness robbed her of more than a husband; it destroyed her ability to trust. She’d believed him to be a man of integrity and conscience; there hadn’t been anyone she loved and respected more. All of that ended on rainy evening when he showed so clearly his lack of love and respect for her as his wife.
You had an affair with one of your interns. You of all people should have known the risk you were taking not only to your marriage, but to your job as well. I hope she was worth it.”
His betrayal made me question everything I ever believed about love. Not only was his behavior a rejection of me physically, but it was also a reflection of how little he valued me as a person.