Anne McAllister by One-Night Mistress Convenient Wife

Author:One-Night Mistress, Convenient Wife
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2012-04-26T19:54:33+00:00

CHAPTER SIX

WHENNatalie looked back she couldn’t put her finger on the moment she realized that something was wrong. There was no clear defining instant.

The truth was, there had probably always been something wrong. She’d just been too preoccupied with wishful thinking to admit it.

Or maybe with the misplaced confidence of the young and in love, she had believed she could change Christo’s mind.

She’d been honest with him, after all. She had said yes, that three years ago if they had made love, she would have wanted the whole thing—love, marriage, happily ever after.

But not admitting in her heart that she still felt the same way, she hadn’t been as honest with herself.

She’d assured herself that knowing what Christo wanted was enough, that she was a big girl now, that she could cope with the limitations he imposed on their relationship.

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Well, not quite.

Their relationship—or whatever you called it—was fine as far as it went. Heavens, being loved—in a physical sense—by Christo was amazing.

But it didn’t go to the heart.

Natalie, dreamer that apparently she still was, had dared to hope it would. She couldn’t imagine that she wouldn’t be able to convince him that what she felt for him was strong enough, stable enough, mature enough to stand up to whatever disillusionment he’d endured in the past.

Which just went to show, she supposed, how immature her love really was.

Or maybe not. But it wasn’t enough. She knew that. She loved him—and he was pulling back.

The desire was still there. He still said every morning, “Will I see you tonight?” He was still an eager, generous lover in bed. He could make her twist and writhe and shudder with her need of him.

But he didn’t hold her in his arms.

Not anymore. When she woke in the night now, she was alone. He was in the bed, yes, but removed.

Distant. Only if he fell asleep still holding her did they share that closeness. If he was awake, he had pulled away.

At first she thought it might having nothing to do with their relationship. It could be his work, she thought.

He had a lot of difficult, painful cases.

“Is something wrong?” Natalie asked the first morning after she’d experienced the distance. They were sitting in the kitchen. She’d made breakfast for the two of them before she went back to her mother’s to dress for work.

Christo, who had come in silently, poured a cup of coffee and was staring at the front page of the paper, didn’t answer at first.

When she repeated the question, he looked startled, then edgy. He’d shaken his head. “No.” It was all the answer she got out loud. His silence said much more.

He started running in the mornings. She’d wake up and find he had already left her. He never invited her to go with him. Never talked about why he was going now when he hadn’t gone before.

And Natalie didn’t ask because she sensed instinctively that there were questions now he wouldn’t answer.

Was this the way it always happened? she wondered.

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