Bittersweet Surrender by Q. B. Tyler

Author:Q. B. Tyler [Tyler, Q. B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Book One
Publisher: Q.B. Tyler
Published: 2018-05-23T18:30:00+00:00

It’s 10 a.m., and I’m driving to the house across town that Will had bought. I’m so happy to get out of the hustle and bustle of the city, and looking forward to an area of peace and quiet that could only be found in suburbia. I put my phone down as it tells me “I’ve arrived” and I stare up at the house in front of me. A vast contrast to the mansion I share with Matt, this house is much smaller but has the warm, inviting feel I’ve always longed for. It’s a gorgeous, gray house with white and blue accents, in a neighborhood just outside of Atlanta. I get out of the car and put my hand over my eyes to shield them from the sun and to take in the beauty of what’s before me. My eyes take it in from top to bottom and by the time I get to the white picket fence, I can’t help the smile that crosses my face.

“Do you like it?”

I turn to him, my brain telling my body that I can’t mount him in the front yard. “I love it! It’s beautiful and…there’s a white picket fence!”

“Did you think I’d buy you a house without one?”

I’d always wanted a house with a white picket fence because to me it represented that perfect family. Call it watching too much Father Knows Best and all of those older sitcoms that portrayed a family that lived in a perfect house, on the perfect street with white picket fences surrounding their perimeter. Matt didn’t seem all too concerned with that, and while our mansion is gorgeous, it’s also ostentatious and doesn’t exactly have the home feel that Dorothy wished for.

This feels like home…or maybe Will is my home.

He leads me inside, pushing me against the wall the second we are safely behind closed doors. “Hi, beautiful.” He cups my cheeks gently, stroking his thumbs over the space beneath my eyes. “How are you?” he asks, his eyes scanning my face, knowing I can’t lie as easily to his face as I can over the phone about being fine.

“I’m okay, I just… I think you’re right about Matt suspecting what I want to talk about. I fell asleep on the couch waiting for him to come home and he didn’t even wake me when he got in last night.”

“He left you there?”

I nod. “It’s stupid. I hate that it bothers me so much. And our couch is comfortable.” I shrug.

He steps away from me, rubbing his jaw. “He’s such a fucking asshole.”

“Will…” I say, reaching for his hand in an effort to calm him down.

“Don’t, Charlotte. You know he is.”

“Yes, but I also know it’s not helping for you to get all worked up over it. You’re the level-headed one. I’m the emotional one, remember?” I joke and he shakes his head, his eyes finding mine.

“This isn’t funny. Nothing about this is funny,” he whispers as his fingers find my hair, gently tucking a strand behind my ear.

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