Same Time Next Year

by Tessa Bailey

Great. A crush on my husband is the absolute last thing I need.

Can you not see that I’m starving to death for you? Can’t you tell I missed you so horribly that my family couldn’t even make me smile?

‘Touch her, and I will end your life.’ Simple.”

Well, I choose her. I’ll choose her every day for eternity.

“I wouldn’t have let that happen, sweetheart. I would have kept right on loving you until you came home to me.”

“If you can do this, you can do anything, okay?”

“When it comes to you, I’m always a given. I am your given, wife.”

“Good, Britta. Because we don’t have an end date.”