The Single Lady Spy Series Boxset by Tara Brown

Author:Tara Brown
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2019-02-24T05:00:00+00:00

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Hello, Servario

The dark of night made it impossible to see what Coop was thinking.

He paced, passing by the window and casting shadows about the room. I kept my breathing even and relaxed so he wouldn't know I saw him there.

The angry sex at home the night before hadn’t fixed our little problems. If anything, it had made them worse.

There, in the dark room with the handsome young man pacing back and forth like a caged cat, I knew which one of us was to blame for the moment we were each wordlessly having.

The lights of the airport in Denver shone through the blackout curtains we hadn’t closed all the way. They provided the dim glow I needed to see the doubt on his face. The doubt I required to justify my desire to end things.

We had been playing at our secret agent—spy—lover—instant-family roles long enough for the dust to be settled. Unfortunately, the dust had been filtering out the important things, blocking us from them so we might be fooled by the lack of clarity. But there, in the dark room, I believed we both saw it for what it was. I was a single woman, desperate to fill the void my husband’s many betrayals had created. I was a single mom, even more desperate not to be parenting in the world alone. And lastly, I was a broken woman struggling with low self-esteem that cruelly whispered I had caused my husband to stray because there was nothing desirable about me.

Coop had healed all that.

He loved my kids. He made me feel beautiful. He made us all feel safe.

Something we hadn’t felt in a long time. We weren’t alone with him, none of us were. He slipped into the holes, like plaster filling them up and patching the cracks.

And the worst part of it all, I had let him. I had let him, knowing full well what this was. It wasn't love.

I had been selfish and greedy enough in my desire to be normal again that I had forgotten the one sacred rule about relationships. That one special thing that will always find a way: true love.

He continued to pace, pausing in the window. His abs were flexed, making me wish I could push it all away, all the doubts and worries about us and the lack of love I feared I felt for him. The lust could be enough if I let it.

I closed my eyes, letting myself believe that was a better option. Lust could turn to love. I would let it.

Somehow I slept with that as a blanket, tucking me in and telling me to sleep, like my mother had when I was a girl.

When I woke, Coop was staring at me from the chair across the room. He was dressed in a tee shirt and jeans, and ready to catch his flight to England. I rubbed my eyes, praying the stone-cold expression upon his beautiful face was caused by the sleep in my eyes. But when I blinked it remained—the awkward stillness in him from the night before with the pacing.

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