The Pick-Up Wife by W. Lynn Chantale

Author:W. Lynn Chantale [Chantale, W. Lynn]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Amazon: B00852SA1G
Publisher: Whispers Publishing
Published: 2012-05-19T21:00:00+00:00

She slammed the bathroom door and leaned against the wood. It was too soon. He didn’t even know about the kids and already he was trying to dictate what she should and shouldn’t do. She couldn’t give up her independence again. Not for him.

Once dressed, she was a little more composed. She stepped into the living area and found him seated on the couch, clad in black pajama bottoms. He tapped a business envelope in his hand.

“I got carried away. Tell me what you want,” he said, holding her gaze.

She studied him, trying to determine if he was serious. “I need to trust you. Just because we’re still attracted to one another doesn’t mean I’m going to drop everything and be your wife again. What makes you think I want to get married again or need you to take care of me?”

He sat back, his brows lifting. “But I thought…” He shook his head. “I guess it doesn’t matter what I think.” He held out the envelope.

“This is yours.”

She snatched the paper from his outstretched fingers. “An envelope?”

“A peace offering.”

Great, just great, as if the flowers and sex weren’t enough. She opened the flap and out tumbled a plastic card. She turned it over then looked at him for an explanation. “Okay. This isn’t mine.” She held the card out to him.

He nodded. “Yes, it is. On the advice of my lawyer and accountant, I opened an account. The money you returned has been held in trust. That is your account. Your money.”

She pursed her lips. “I told you I don’t want–”

“Would you even care to know the balance?”

Shaking her head, she slipped the card inside the envelope and laid it on the table. He just didn’t get that she didn’t want him to take care of her. She was fine without him. “Thanks, but no thanks.” She glanced at her watch. “I really need to leave now. A plumber is due at my house in thirty minutes.”

Ignoring the disappointment on his face, she moved toward the door.

“Let me help.”

She spun on her heel only to find him mere inches from her. Somehow he’d moved without her hearing…again. She lifted her gaze from his bare chest to his face. A frown adorned his delectable mouth.

“How else am I supposed to get you to trust me if you won’t let me do anything?” His gaze roved over her face. “I understand I really hurt you, but I know you have feelings for me or you wouldn’t be here.”

She lowered her head, hating he was right.

But there was so much she had yet to tell him. If they were going to have any type of amicable relationship, she needed to tell him about the twins…before someone else did.

“Fine.” She reached in her purse, pulled out pen and paper, and scribbled her address on the page. “Be there in an hour. I need you to meet someone.” Before he could answer she slipped out the door.

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