Renee’s POV I pull the plug to the tub, and watch the water swirl my grime and dirt down the drain along with my thoughts.I feel cleaner, but not less confused. I slip into a white silk robe that is hanging on a hook and toss my hair into a towel. I wipe some fog off the mirror and inspect my refl
Eric is still in his clothes he flew in, but he took his jacket off which now lies strewn haphazardly on the leather chair in the corner of the room. He still does that. I note.“My ex-wife hated when I would throw my clothes on the chair in our bedroom,”That’s because you always knew I would just
Eric’s POV I kick the chair as the door to the bathroom slams shut behind her. Stupid. That’s the last time I let my emotions take over logic. I run my fingers through my hair. I shouldn’t have done that. Then I laugh. If she is exactly who I think she is then I have every right to do that. I
I laugh to myself. At least I know I physically affect her. Though that’s nothing new when it comes to women, and despite wanting more than just a physical connection with her my pride still swells. I turn the lights off. “Don’t even think about coming to the bed,” Renee says and I can’t honestl
Renee’s POV I wish I could say it’s nice to be back home, but it’s not. At least not at work. At home, Debbie is happy to see me and loves me. I wish I didn’t have to leave our house every day and I could live out my life hanging out with my daughter, playing games, and watching movies. Unfortu
With this realization comes a wave of relief, that means Eric doesn’t want anyone to know that I was with him anymore than I do. “Let’s just cut to the chase,” Eric says as his opening statement. Mia’s pen scribbles across the notebook. “I am here to address and confirm that the rumors are true,”
Renee’s POV No one saw Mia or Eric for the rest of that day. Presumably, Mia went to confront him and Eric attempted to assuage her nerves, probably costing him a fortune in the process. The whole thought sickens me. Technically nothing did happen between us but only because I stopped it. I c
I swallow. I want to ask Eric when this happened but somewhere in my heart, I think I know the answer. I’ve never known Eric to drink much, at least not to the point that he’s describing, so it must be after Annie died. He must have been grieving. “I’m sorry, Eric.” I tell him as Annie. I apologiz
just as unhappy with the attention as I am. “I should have called Andrew,” he says and reaches in his pocket I presume to do exactly that. I sink down in my passenger seat as if I could make myself invisible. The excitement grows among the crowd, body’s squirming against one another like a pac
I wake up with a gasp. “What time is it?” “Almost six,” Emily says from the other side of the living room. I rub my eyes. At some point I must’ve fallen asleep. “Did you sleep at all?” I ask. “I couldn’t sleep with a hundred people outside my house,” Emily says with a bit of a bite to her
that I’m about to learn it’s not. I toss my phone aside and go for my laptop tucked inside my work bag. “You’re working?” Emily asks. I don’t answer her, I can’t. I’m too focused. I sign into my works database and pull up our network that tracks our global ratings. “No,” I gasp. “Well, if
It’s late. I’m tired. Yet the crowd outside Emily’s house continues to buzz with energy. The closer I get to the window, the more I can pick up on the undercurrent of anticipation, so I stay far away from the window. The crowd rotates through a series of chants. Each other be more annoying tha
The man approaches Eric, who remains in his seat, clearly not seeing the man as a threat. Though I can’t hear what they’re saying, I can gather the conversation well enough based off their loose hand gestures towards the house. Just then the stranger looks up and smiles knowingly at Emily and
This is not like Eric. And I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t the tiniest bit impressed, still it’s not fair of him to do this. I haven’t moved from the couch, despite Emily’s efforts. “Just hear him out,” she says stifling a yawn. By now we could have watch both of the movies we wanted to. I sha
this out for him so he can hear how crazy it all sounds. Eric nods. “Like I said, I’ve realized my mistake and besides I thought she was dead before. That doesn’t mean a day didn’t go by where I didn’t think about her, where I had to shove the ache in my heart way down,” he locks his eye son t
Emily’s POV Why do they make you pick between sharp or easy to use when buying a razor? Why not both? I throw both in my basket, unable to make a decision. Whatever one I don’t like Renee can have the other. Who knows how long she’ll stay. The market is busy for a Friday afternoon, but I g
“Of course your donation is what got me here in the first place,” I say trying to save face. “Thanks,” Jasper says letting me know he knows what I’m doing. “I’m happy for you, regardless how you got here, it wasn’t because of me or Eric- it was all you,” he says and pride swells up inside me. Ja