Page 89 of The Moment We Know


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“It wasn’t, though.”

“But I thought it was.”

David paused and cleared his throat, before speaking again. “Paige, the night you gave me the massage and we had sex for the first time—and I’m not counting the very first time, obviously, when I was handcuffed—”

“Obviously. So, let’s forget about that.”

“Anyway, that’s when I realized that the thought of another man experiencing what I was experiencing with you was unfathomable to me, and I vowed we’d have sex as often as possible, until it was unfathomable to you, too.”

Paige blinked at him, his confession squeezing her heart. “And what if it didn’t become unfathomable to me? What if I really wanted it to end?”

He could see her anxiety was starting to really ramp up, so he decided to dial things back a little. “Well, that probably would’ve put a dent in my plan, that’s for sure.”

“So, the night you said you didn’t have a plan, except to let things happen ‘organically’, you were lying, because you did have a plan.”

“That’s kind of a gray area, because I was lying about not having a plan, but I did want things to happen organically, otherwise my plan wouldn’t work.”

Paige pulled her hands out of his and went to stand at her kitchen window, needing a little space. When she felt like she could resume the conversation, she turned back around to find him calmly eating a strawberry. “What are you doing?”

“Eating strawberries,” he replied, then picked another one up and shoved it in his mouth. “I’m hungry.”

Silence stretched out between them, and while he seemed completely impervious to it, it became too much for her. “You really want us to try again?” she asked, even though she knew the answer already.

He didn’t even hesitate, speaking with his mouth full. “I do.”

“Why?”

“Why not?”

“That’s not an answer.”

“I think we have a future together, that’s why,” he said gently. “And before you bring up our divorce, let me point out that you and I are both very different people now. We’re also different together.”

“That doesn’t mean we’ll be able to make it work this time around.”

He bit into another strawberry. “It makes our odds better, though, wouldn’t you say?”

“I’m trying to be serious, here.”

“Me, too. I seriously think we should try again.”

She pursed her lips, her thoughts whirling like a tornado. In the space of ten minutes, her life had been flipped on its ass. The arrangement she’d thought was temporary had been something else entirely to him, and she was struggling to reconcile the lengths he’d gone to. Thinking back over the past two months, she couldn’t deny they’d been really amazing, and continuing on down that path was very tempting, but … “There’s more than just you and me involved here,” she said quietly.

“I know. What I’m suggesting will include Jacob, so you’ll have to think about that when making your decision.”

“What if I say no? You said you couldn’t go back to being friendly exes.”

He paused for a long moment, because the thought of her saying no was something he didn’t want to think about. “We’d have to become something else, then.”

Paige wasn’t sure ‘something else’ was possible, but she pretended it was, for the moment. “Okay.”

“You don’t have to decide right now,” he told her as he picked up another strawberry, before adding, deadpan, “Just don’t make me wait a week.”

He watched her expression go from uncertain and pensive, to shocked indignation almost instantly, and he felt the energy in the room become less charged. Then, as if they hadn’t just had an insane conversation, he proceeded to grab several bagels and the bowl of strawberries.

“What are you doing?” she asked, sounding scattered, only to amend it to, “Where are you going?” when he started to head out of the kitchen with his hands full.

“To have breakfast in bed. Why don’t you bring that cup of coffee that doesn’t taste like coffee and whatever that pink shit is, and join me?”

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