Healing Heart (Downing Family Book 9) by Cassie Wild

Author:Cassie Wild [Wild, Cassie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Belmonte Publishing, LLC
Published: 2019-02-09T16:00:00+00:00

Thirteen

Sean

We had been driving almost an hour.

Tish had asked for coffee when I stopped to grab some food, but other than that, she’d been silent. Not quiet—silent. It was unnerving.

As the rural landscape sped by, she stared outside as if mesmerized.

With every passing mile, my tension grew. I hadn’t slept worth shit, waking up every couple of hours. Once when I’d woken, she hadn’t been there. I’d thought she was in the bathroom, but a quick look showed the door to the small bathroom to be open and the light was out.

After about ten more minutes, I’d gone to look for her. I’d heard her footsteps on the stairs.

I’d slipped back into the room so we wouldn’t wake anybody else and had been about to suggest something that might help us both sleep. Then I’d seen her face and wished I’d just stayed in bed.

Even thinking back to those terse, awkward moments made the muscles in my neck knot up. I’d taken the coward’s way out and ducked into the bathroom.

When I came out, she was in bed, and if she wasn’t asleep, she had clearly wanted me to think she was.

I’d hoped I’d been misreading things, but her quiet mood wasn’t making me feel any better. I had a bad feeling I knew what was wrong, and I couldn’t avoid it forever.

The letter carefully folded and tucked inside my suitcase was practically sending me subliminal messages. No, not subliminal. I was fully aware of these messages, so what did that make them? Liminal? I had no idea.

Asking her to come with me had probably been a mistake, but I hadn’t wanted her thinking I was focused on chasing Isabel’s killer down solely out of a need for revenge either.

I wasn’t still in love with Isabel. I had feelings for her, yeah. I always would.

She had been my wife, and I would always love her and value the memories of what little time we’d had together, but I wasn’t the guy who had fallen in love with Isabel anymore. I didn’t even know if Isabel could love the guy I was now.

And me? The man I was now…could I have loved her?

I had no idea.

Next to me, Tish sighed. The soft, forlorn sound made my throat knot up.

This was driving me crazy.

So do something.

“Thanks for going with me,” I said, blurting the words out like the geekiest kid asking the prom queen on a date.

Tish glanced over at me. “You’re welcome.”

“I mean, really. I’m glad you were with me. I kind of needed you there.” Tightening my hands on the wheel, I forced myself to continue. “It was hard enough as it was, but you made it a little easier. So, thank you.”

Tish squirmed, clearly uncomfortable. “I don’t know about that. You handled it fine. But I was happy to go with you.”

There was a note in her voice that made me question that—at least the happy part. But I didn’t push. “Listen, about that letter. I—”

“We don’t need to talk about that,” she interjected, her voice nervous and strained.

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