Imperfect (Sins and Secrets Series of Duets Book 1) by Willow Winters

Author:Willow Winters [Winters, Willow]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-05-14T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 18

Julia

There’s nothing wrong with mourning,

But know it doesn’t easily pass.

The tears and heartbreak are still coming,

This moment of pain surely won’t be the last.

There’s no reason to be ashamed,

What you once had long ago was love.

The memories won’t ever fade,

They’ll come as they please.

There’s no rhyme or reason for when the memories come back. There’s nothing I can see that causes it. There’s nothing I can blame.

Lying in Mason’s arms, naked and warm, the two of us each working on our laptops in comfortable silence. There’s not a damn reason that I should be thinking of Jace, but I am.

I didn’t want to. I scoot my back close to the sofa and try to get the images of him smiling at me out of my head. When I’d wake up in the morning, Jace would push the hair from my face and give me a quick kiss. Always on the lips, no matter how much I tried to dodge it. He thought it was cute how I didn’t want him to smell my morning breath.

Moments like that, moments we shared together that were easy and fun, where we fit beautifully together, those hurt the most. I let out an uneasy sigh and try to calm down, ignoring Mason’s eyes on me.

You’d think I’d be happy I had that at one point in time. That I had a man who loved me and who I loved, too. It’s easy to say I’ll be glad because it happened and not sad because it’s over. But the truth is I can’t say that. I can’t say it and mean it.

“What’s wrong?” Mason’s deep voice makes me feel even worse. I’m trying to just move on, but it’s not that easy.

I swallow the lump in my throat and pull the dark grey throw over my legs and up to my shoulders. “Just having a moment,” I tell him honestly, although I can’t look him in the eyes. I hope he’ll just let it go.

I hear his heavy breath as he pulls me closer to him and kisses my hair. I don’t expect the gentle touch from him. He whispers, “I get it.”

He splays his hand on my hip and runs his thumb back and forth over my bare skin. I wait for more, but he doesn’t say anything.

My laptop jostles across my legs as I try to get closer to him, loving the warmth, needing more of it. This is so wrong, isn’t it? To be upset over the passing of your husband while you’re in the arms of your lover.

“Sometimes-” Mason starts to speak just as my eyes glaze over and the words on the screen start to blur. I take in a steadying breath and stop that shit. Crying never helped me. It doesn’t do any good.

Mason clears his throat while I wipe under my eyes, my cheeks flaming from embarrassment and my heart racing like crazy.

“When my mom died, sometimes it was the oddest things that set me off.” I’m surprised by Mason’s confession, and grateful to be talking about him and not me.

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