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"What do you know of your husband’s dealings with " I noticed everything about hi--over two hundred pounds, but at the sarey slacks fit him perfectly He filled them out as if they were made to be his His cream-colored dress shirt was open, like he had just taken his tie off and was about to relax for the evening He was thick and fit for our age The closer ot to forty, the less likely they were able to tie their own shoes But not his of fear and panic worse There would be no escaping him He could snap e hands

Every observation I ht I’d been reading too ed nicely, more than nicely I couldn’t shake the bratty boy he had been, when I atching hi him out I blushed as he smiled, "You seem afraid of me, Ms Evans"

I tried to nod, but it was ht the flute to ht?" he asked

I nodded, "It is Thank you" The aardness of it all was bizarre I was living like it didn’tGuilt trickled down my throat with the next nervous sip

He licked his lips and smiled softly, "I’m sorry if I seem distracted, you’re a very beautiful wole nervously but I forced a frown, "You murdered my husband" The words caas harder than it looked

He laughed, "Did I?" He all but confirmed my suspicions with his statement, and his amused sparkly eyes

I shook my head, "I don’t know Didn’t you?"

His eyes narrowed as he brought the drink to his lips and sipped He shook his head and chuckled, like he was laughing at so I didn’t know Like there were jokes in the air that I couldn’t see, well at least he didn’t know I saw theripped the flute firured it would shatter I lifted it and drank the chaulp

His eyes widened

He stood and walked to the bar in the far coht it to me He took my hand in his and lifted the flute with rip, felt like it was burning mine

"Your hands are cold You need to cales you" He poured the glass but paused before letting go of er, "Over the et dry skin" It wasn’t a lie butstare It felt like a hot lamp

His eyes flashed, "You know about his infidelity, don’t you?" He sat down

Jesus, did everyone know?

Was I honestly the last person to know?

Taking a breath, I spoke softly, "I know I found out the other day A friend was in town and felt like I deserved to know after all these years" I was panicking If he had been watching lass and put the bottle back He sat again, watchingelse?" His eyes were like lie detectors

I focused on the fact, I was terrified of hiy" His eyes narrowed

"I a the shit out of me I don’t even know if Ja he could get on top of, except rateful I don’t know you and we’re having a very private conversation Not to mention, you killed James and Mel, and sent a lawyer tofro all the talking

He put a hand out, "Don’t cry He isn’t worth a single tear" When he said the word tear, I caught the slight accent he hid He continued quickly, "Jale tear from your beautiful eyes You deserve someone ould cherish you and respect you, andin the world" He paused and drank Like he was stopping hi randoetting hotter?

He whispered, "You deserve a love like no other person has ever had"

It was the nicest thing anyone had ever said to iven reat

"Thank you," I said quietly I was getting confused as to why I was there I hoped it was the cha me dizzy, and not the fact he was beautiful and I was desperately emotional

He shook his head, "No, it was the truth You’re a special wo lanced over at the bottle ere drinking fro, and realized there was an eonhis best lines on me

I wondered if all the spies had experiences like that, or if I was just that lucky? The word spyback to the reasons you are anxious I haven’t taken anything from you, Ms Evans" He sipped the flute