Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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267 Playing It Cool (Winona)

"Mommy, can you help with my doll's house after dinner?" Abby asks, her voice innocent and sweet. I smile at her, nodding.

"Of course, Sweetie."

Jayden catches my eye across the table, and I can see the flicker of something in his gaze. I know him well enough to know that this conversation about Phillip will happen and it probably won't be easy. After dinner, I help Abby and tuck her into bed, giving her a soft kiss on the forehead. I do the rounds and chat with Bobby and Sarah before saying goodnight. I check back in on Abby. She's dozed off. I take a minute to be thankful for her health lately. Her heart checkups have all been great.

I head back to the living room where Jayden's waiting. He's sitting on the couch, his arms crossed, his face set in that tight, unreadable expression he uses when he's pissed but trying not to show I sit down next to him, but there's a gulf between us. It feels like miles.

"So," he says, breaking the silence. His voice is calm, too calm. "Phillip was at the same club as you Sunday night."

I knew it was coming but hearing him say it still sends a jolt through me. I sigh, leaning back against the couch. "Yeah. He was."

Jayden doesn't look at me right away, just stares straight ahead like he's trying to decide how much of this he can take. "And?"

"And nothing," I say, keeping my tone light. I'm not about to let him drag me into some jealousy-fueled argument. "He was there. I was there."

He finally turns to me, his eyes dark with something I can't quite place. "That's it? Really?"

say, my voice sharper than I intended. "Jayden, this week isn't supposed to be about you questioning every little thing I do. It just is what it is." He's silent for a moment, his jaw tight, his fingers tapping restlessly against the arm of the couch. "I get that. But Phillip? You know how I feel about

man you almost married. I know he still

I way about you."

frustration bubbling up. "Then you have to trust me. I love you, not him. No matter what happens

"You expect me to just believe that? To just take it on faith that after all this,

through his hair, clearly struggling to keep his emotions in check. And what if you spend the rest of your life wondering if you made the right choice? What if

267 Playing It Cool

someone else, someone

the frustration rising in my chest, hot and sharp.

see the understanding flash

gone out of our lives and you're having dream-sex

they are, this time before the wedding is for us both to work through

lion. "You know what? Screw this. If you're on this hall pass, then why

his sudden shift. "What

if you're

my heart race, but I'm not about to

couch and into his arms. "What's stopping me from reminding you just how good we are together?" Before I can respond, his lips crash against mine, hot and demanding. It's not soft or gentle-it's possessive, a reminder that I'm his. For a second, I forget why we're even

it all melts away as my body responds to the intensity

play this hall pass game, Winona? Fine. But don't forget who you're playing with.