A Man of Many Talons by Vivienne Savage

Author:Vivienne Savage
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Payne & Taylor

Leigh

I wept over the dishes like a loser. My hormones were all over the place. Either my period would arrive in a week, or we’d soon discover I was pregnant. God, I prayed it was the latter. I’d do anything to give us a child of our own, but I didn’t know if I could endure another month of spontaneous fainting spells and nuclear-level hot flashes.

I heard the water running upstairs and sighed. Ian was in the shower again. While the rest of our bills were typical, we had an outrageous water bill due to both our in-ground pool and Ian’s love for bath time and showers. I attributed it to being a bird shifter.

And he’d once told me that when he was stressed and needed a way to relax, a shower usually did the trick.

My self-centered behavior stressed my overworked husband out. I did that.

Because I couldn’t fucking help myself, I went upstairs and set out Ian’s fresh uniform for the morning on the bureau. Part of me missed the days when Sophia was tiny enough for us to sleep naked in bed, but I wouldn’t trade what we had now for the world.

For a few minutes, I leaned against the wall outside of the bathroom, knowing my presence would yet again be unwelcomed. Lately, he was barely there with me when we made love, above me, but mentally somewhere else.

When the pounding rush of water against tiles ended, I fled the room. I couldn’t face him yet.

I checked in on Sophia, then slipped downstairs to wipe down the counters and finish tidying the kitchen for the night. I sprayed the table, ran the Swiffer over the floor, and procrastinated until I thought Ian would fall asleep.

“Leigh?”

I kept my back to him. “Yes?”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings.”

“It’s fine. They’re not hurt.”

“You lie as bad as I do.”

I sighed. “You have a good poker face when you need it.”

“Maybe.” I heard him stepping nearer and anticipated the touch of his hand to my hip, the press of him against my back, all lean muscle and a strong chest. Despite my hopes of avoiding him, I melted against his body instead.

Ian and I never went to bed angry. Ever. He might fly off for an afternoon or visit Russ for beers on the sofa, but before we fell asleep, we always talked out our problems. I sighed. This was my apology to make.

“I shouldn’t have pressured you when you’re tired. I knew you had a big day, and it was really selfish of me.”

“Selfish? Baby, I get it. I do. But you’re anything but selfish. You give even when you have nothing left for yourself. You look after this house and you take care of our child. When we have a friend in need, you’re the first one there. There’s a dozen things I could call you—selfish isn’t one of them.”

My cheeks flushed with warmth. I twisted to face him and wrapped my arms around his neck, embracing him as tightly as he squeezed me.

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