Regina
I felt like all the air had been sucked out of my lungs.
He said the words. They hung in the air between us like ghosts.
I had been wanting to hear them. If I was completely honest with myself, I’d been waiting for them, even from the first time we fell into bed together at The Grand Hotel. Tears burned behind my eyes, and my throat clogged up, but when I opened my mouth I couldn’t say it back to him.
I wanted to say it, but I couldn’t. And in the long silence that stretched between us, the words faded away.
For a moment it was there in his eyes, raw and vulnerable. Then he rolled off from me and onto his back. “I’m sorry Regina, I didn’t mean to push. But I had to say it. I’ve been wanting to say it.” He sighed and looked up at the ceiling. I settled into the croo
