Chapter 30

Rachel's POV

Shrugging, I took lazy steps toward him. “Nothing. I was just remembering the times I spent the nights here. It was mostly when we got too drunk and Henry’s place was the closest from the bars we went to so all of us ended up spending the night here. Good old days.”

Seeming to have noticed the longing in my eyes as nostalgia took over, he frowned. “What changed?”

“Um, nothing. Except that I got married and depressed.”

That drew a laugh from him, “I wouldn’t have had any problem if you wanted to go out here.”

“Didn’t you hear what I said? I was depressed after marrying you. Having fun with my friends didn’t occur to me as I was busy hating you.”

“If it’s any consolation, I wasn’t in my best spirits either after our marriage.”

“Yes, because you were busy chasing me in clubs worried someone might kill me.”

He didn’t look pleased, “Now who is talking about death? I thought you hated it.”

Reclining backwards, somewhat, I said, “Alright, sorry. Just kidding.”

“Don’t repeat it.”