Choices by Mia Malone

Author:Mia Malone
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Parental surprise

Nina

As it turned out, I could apparently not ask Matthias about anything. Not if the anything I asked about included his ex-wife, at least.

He muttered something about not knowing why he hadn’t mentioned his marital status during the days we spent together on the island.

I called bullshit, but I did it using nicer words and mostly in a gentle voice.

The tone was apparently not gentle enough because he shared curtly that his belly hurt, and he would go to bed.

“You could just say that you don’t want to talk about it,” I said and forgot to be gentle, so it came out in a snap.

“Okay, Nina,” he growled, and gave me an arrogant glare. “There are things in my life I just don’t want to fucking talk about.”

“Okay,” I said, but I did this to an empty room since he’d disappeared into the bedroom.

He was asleep when I crawled into bed, and when I woke up the next morning, he was still sleeping. When he hadn’t gotten out of bed by lunchtime, I caved in and made him a latte.

“I guess I deserve feeling like shit,” he said with a sleepy smile. “Not drinking whiskey in a while.”

“You don’t look too good,” I said quietly, not sure how to act.

We’d had a fight last night, hadn’t we?

Or, not exactly a fight perhaps, but a disagreement, which we’d had many times before, but this time, it had felt real.

“Gut hurts a bit,” he admitted.

A couple of Tylenol later, he felt well enough to go pick his dog up from his daughter, and then he texted to let me know that he wouldn’t join me on what had become our usual Sunday night run. Instead, he was going to sleep, and we’d apparently talk on Monday. I wasn’t entirely sure what we’d talk about, but he hadn’t seemed upset when he left, so I assumed we were okay.

I didn't enjoy the run, which partly was since I'd gotten used to having someone to talk to if we did an easy lap or compete with if we felt like pushing a bit harder. Mostly it was because I kept looping his angry words around in my head.

“Okay, fine. Not a big deal, and now I know,” I mumbled to myself as I went through my stretches.

Talking about Jackie-the-jackal was apparently a big no-no.

It wasn’t as if I was all eager to dissect my marriage to Dave with him, so I decided to let go of the whole thing, and just pretend it hadn’t happened.

I still wished he’d been a bit nicer about it, though.

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