Gabe left the house that morning a little concerned, not because he was worried about her or him, not at this point, they were still new and good. But he’d voiced the truth of all his relationships to her, that it was never him to leave a relationship. That the women in his life found him too much to handle.
He loved Cinda, and she him. But that didn’t mean that a year down the track or two or three she wouldn’t get so over his dominant ways, that she might find herself having second thoughts. He hated to think about it, didn’t want to lose her. But there in the back of his mind was the tiniest of thoughts about it. Left over issues from his past relationships he knew; that little bit of self-doubt he never showed to anyone.
He had told her to just tell him if he was getting too much, an
