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“Youloveme?”
“Always.” He smiles happily, his dark brown eyes warming. “Forever.”
“Oh no.”
He laughs. “Oh yes.”
“Oh no!”
He’s in love.In lovein love.
Not a normal “will you marry me?” kind of love, but a love potion, drugged, obsessed, want-you, need-youin lovekind of love.
He lowers his head and tries to brush another sweet kiss over my mouth. I turn my head and his lips run over my cheek.
“We’re married,” I say, staring at the photograph on the nightstand—the one from the night before. It’s me in a wedding dress, Max at my side.
“The best seven years of my life,” Max says into my neck, nuzzling at the frantic beat of my pulse. “Marrying you was the best thing I’ve ever done. Happy seven-year anniversary, darling.”
Oh no. What have we done?“Please tell me you’re kidding.”
He laughs. “No. You’ve always been the best part of my life. Why would I joke about that?”
“Max.”
He’s still over me, pressing me into the bed, his hips settling over mine. I tug at my wrists, still held in his firm grip. He lets go and I put my hands to his chest, pressing at his warm, solid muscles.
“Anna.”
I shake my head.
“Do you remember your other life? The one where we aren’t married. The one where I cleaned your house.”
He gives me an incredulous look. “What?”
A knot forms in my belly, twisting my insides into a queasy ball.
He doesn’t remember.
He’s lost who he used to be.
He’s lost seven years of his life.
Somehow the wish we made yesterday didn’t make things better; it made them drastically, horribly worse.
“I love your sense of humor,” he says, grinning down at me.
Before, Max was unique. While everyone else believed he and I had been married for seven years, Max remembered both the new reality and the old.
Now I’m the only one who remembers that none of this is real.
I’ve lost him.
“Max. I’m not joking.”
He nods and then drags his fingers over my cheek. “Okay. Breakfast first, and then we’ll do what you asked. We’ll get busy making our baby.”
Andthatis when I shove as hard as I can, pushing Max off me and out of the marriage bed.
