“I’ve loved you for a long time,” I tell him quietly, looking at my feet. In the steamy shower, it feels safer to tell him this. “I was afraid you would see it and stop coming to me when you needed to cuddle or whatever.” Brendon cups my cheeks and lifts my face to his. “How long?” I sigh and close my eyes. He’s your husband, you can be vulnerable with him. “Basically, since you joined the Lumberjacks.” I hold my breath and wait for his reaction. Wait for him to be angry or disgusted or something. It’s stupid and logically I know that, but it doesn’t stop the fear. “Paul.” My name is sad on
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