Asshole Husband by Sam Crescent

Author:Sam Crescent [Crescent, Sam]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Published: 2019-10-24T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

The days passed slowly, but for Wolfe, he wasn’t giving up. Rachel made any excuse not to spend time with him, from work, to visiting someone in town, to even more work, or going to the school.

When it came to the school, at least he could be with her. There was no reason for her to be alone, not anymore. Then of course at night, she spent a great deal of time with their son, until he heard Benjamin telling her he needed to sleep.

She’d been reading to him for two hours. It was a little after ten.

Leaning against the opposite wall, arms folded, he waited as Rachel left their son’s bedroom.

It was Friday night, no school tomorrow, which was why Benjamin got to stay up.

“I’ve made us a drink,” he said. “It’s downstairs.”

“I was going to go to bed. I’m tired.”

“You’re a coward, Rachel. You’re too worried you’ll fall into bed with me, is that it?” he asked.

“Not at all. I’ve got no feelings for you whatsoever.”

He chuckled. “You’re an awful liar.”

“I know.” She slapped a hand across her mouth. “I wasn’t lying.”

“We shall see, won’t we? Amuse me. Come and sit with me. It’s still early.”

“It has been a long week,” she said. “I’ve got to head out tomorrow, shopping for the potluck. Our fridge is bare.”

“I can do that,” he said.

“You go out and shop for ordinary groceries? Don’t you have someone to do the job for you back in the city?”

“I have someone to do everything for me. It makes my life easier.”

“See?” she said. “I can do it. It’s not a problem. Honestly, this is not my first potluck.”

He put his hands on her shoulders and moved her away from the kitchen and into the sitting room. He’d already lit some candles to relieve the tension in the room. The lights were lowered, and he tried to create the perfect ambiance for their evening. He didn’t expect sex or her to give into him. No, this was for them both to just be able to sit, relax, and enjoy.

All he’d been wanting to do since he got here was enjoy her company like he used to. They would sit for hours before their wedding day, talking, laughing. He did miss their time together, more than he cared to admit.

She always made him laugh, and her own was infectious. He couldn’t get enough of her. Five years was a long time to go without being with her. He didn’t even realize how much he’d missed her until recently.

Grabbing their hot chocolates, which he’d made perfectly now, he joined her, sitting beside her, close but not too much, to give her space, and for her to not feel like he was invading it.

She took a sip of the hot chocolate and let out a moan. “Perfect. You learned how to make it.”

“I’ve been working on it all week so I could show off to you.”

She chuckled. “This is nice.”

“It is. Besides the potluck prep tomorrow, what else are you doing?”

“Nothing else.

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