Tear You Apart by Megan Hart

Author:Megan Hart
Language: eng
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Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

I’m unaccountably nervous, cooking in Will’s kitchen. I

shouldn’t be—I’m only making a pesto dish with sautéed veg-

etables. Simple. Yet my fingers fumble with the knife when

I pull it from the holder.

I’ve cut myself, I think with a small sense of wonder as the bright blood wells up. I suck my finger automatically. The

blood tastes like autumn leaves burning.

“You okay?” Will pauses in pouring me a glass of wine.

“Fine.” And I am, the wound so scant you can barely see it,

the blood gone. I wash my hands thoroughly, anyway.

He passes me the glass, along with a kiss that tastes of wine.

He nuzzles my neck for a moment and I revel in that touch.

I find his mouth again. I can’t get enough.

He praises my dinner as if it came from a four-star restau-

rant, so much that, laughing, I have to tell him to stop. “It’s only pasta.”

“Nobody’s made a meal for me in a long time, that’s all.

Food always tastes better when someone else makes it for you,”

he says, and refills my wineglass.

“I like to cook. I used to cook a lot.” I sip the wine, letting the flavor roll around on my tongue while I think about all

the meals I’d made over the years. Dinnertime, even when the

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girls were heavily active in sports and other activities, had always been important. I couldn’t remember the last time Ross

and I sat down to a home-cooked meal.

“Not anymore?”

“With my daughters out of the house, no. Not so much.” I

shrug, twirling my fork through the strands of pasta, though

I’m no longer hungry.

Will leans back in his chair. “You have daughters.”

“Yes. Twins.” I think about telling him their names, how

old they are, where they go to school, but somehow giving

him that seems like too much information. “And you have

a son.”

“Yeah.”

I let the wine make waves in my glass. “And his mother?

She’s the ex who left the coffeemaker but took the cat?”

He looks uncomfortable. “Yes.”

“Things aren’t good between you two?”

“No,” he says. Shakes his head. Fiddles with his fork, his

attention on the plate as though it’s suddenly important. “No.

Not very good.”

“I’m sorry. That must be hard for you. I mean, you share a

kid. No matter what happened between the two of you…” I

trail off, realizing I have no idea what happened between the

two of them, and it’s not any of my business.

Will looks up with one of those shrewd gazes I’ve seen him

give the city skyline. Framing me. “What about you?”

“What about me?”

“Your husband,” Will says. “What would he think about

this?”

It’s not funny, but I laugh. “I’m sure he wouldn’t like it.”

“I didn’t know if maybe you had an agreement or some-

thing.”

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“Oh…no.” My brows raise at the thought. “God. No, not

at all. I’m just…”

We both fall silent. I’m not sure how to finish the sen-

tence, anyway, because I’m not sure what I’m “just” doing.

The shining silver thread of silence stretches out between us

until finally, I find the words.

“I was thirsty,” I tell him. “And you gave me something

to drink.

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