Page 52 of Blue Sky

Even so, the doubt lingered. I saw the way his buddy Charlie looked at me. The way some of the other officer’s wives stared at me around base.

Did I want to be blamed for every bad thing that happened in his career for the rest of my life?

Did I want people to judge me—think I was using him?

Would one day these comments get to Beck and would he leave me for someone more like Catherine?

And though I hadn’t wanted to pressure marriage, now I was curious if Beck had any intention of ever marrying me.

Both my mom and his claimed he never would.

I had to hear it from him.

I didn’t want to live my life constantly having to prove myself to these pretentious people who cared more about Beck’s image than his happiness.

I wanted to be accepted to be loved to be appreciated.

I had to know the truth before I moved with him.

What were his intentions toward me?

Would he ever marry me?

Or would I always just be the nanny.