The Unwanted Wife by Natasha Anders

Author:Natasha Anders [Anders, Natasha]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Amazon: B009I3UOKQ
Published: 2012-09-25T21:00:00+00:00

The following month sped by, Theresa and Sandro’s new arrangement worked well, their meals together were civil, even pleasant and her doctors’ appointments were less of an ordeal with Sandro’s silent support. He kept his end of the bargain, merely observing and never interfering but just having him there made such a difference to Theresa’s sense of well-being. What surprised Theresa the most was how much she was enjoying the time together that he had requested. Contrary to her expectations, he hadn’t cancelled once, even coming home earlier than usual on the appointed nights. Sometimes they simply sat side by side in the den, sharing a bowl of popcorn and watching a movie, rarely saying much. Sometimes they would play Scrabble and Theresa usually enjoyed those nights very much, it wasn’t often she got to beat Sandro at anything and to his profound horror he was appalling at Scrabble. He blamed his lack of prowess on the fact that English wasn’t his native language but he approached every rematch with a never-say-die determination. Unfortunately said determination hadn’t yet resulted in a victory for him and Theresa was delighted by the fact that she was a better player than he was.

Despite his lack of skill, he played hard and often had her in stitches with his creative spelling and made up words. They also had an ongoing chess rivalry and were a lot more evenly matched at that game. Theresa soon realised that she was starting to look forward to those two hours and hated the fact that he was insidiously creeping beneath her defences again. Unfortunately, much like a car accident, she could see it coming but couldn’t seem to find a way to prevent the inevitable disaster from occurring. She was always very strict about the time, trying hard to maintain some kind of control over the situation and whatever they were doing, unfinished or not, had to stop exactly two hours after it had started. They usually picked up where they had left off the next time anyway.

“No,” Theresa insisted adamantly one night, during one of their aggressive Scrabble games, they were sitting on the floor with the board placed on the low coffee table between them. “I totally challenge that word! Lexiquon is not a word, Sandro and you know it.”

“Of course it is,” he nodded blithely. “You’re challenging it because you don’t want me to have the bonus points and the two triple word scores!”

“Of course I don’t,” she agreed scathingly. “Two hundred and seventy-five points for a made up word? Never going to happen! I’m not running a charity here...” he grinned boyishly at that and she averted her eyes, trying very hard not to be charmed by him. Finally he grumbled good-naturedly and removed his tiles from the board.

“Maybe it’s a French word,” he muttered defensively and she rolled her eyes.

“Well, feel free to use it the next time you play a Frenchman!” He laughed outright at that and she caught her breath at the carefree sound.

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