stopped to tell Ronan to wait. Once in the living room she sat in a chair so Axel had no choice but to sit away from her. He chose the couch and the morning sunlight outlined his muscular shoulders and threw light onto the black edges of his short cropped hair.
He cleared his throat, leaning toward her. “I just wanted to talk about what we do from here on. Make some plans.”
Her eyebrows scrunched. “I won’t come back here, Axel. I’ll get the farmhouse ready and ...”
“No,” he said, quickly. “Liv, that’s not what I meant.” He shook his head. “Of course you’ll come back here. I’ll get you a key.”
She started to say “no,” but he continued, “I meant plan what to do about our spouses. When should we confront them or should we wait.”
Whatever she was thinking flew from her thoughts. “I haven’t thought about when,” she muttered. “But why would we wait?”
“Well for you, definitely it would put you in a better position. I wouldn’t let on to your husband that you know, but first hire a lawyer and seek his advice.”
The first thing that popped into her head was ... “I’m not going back there and live with him. I couldn’t do that. Are you going back to your wife ... to pretend, while you see a lawyer?”
Axel looked as if he wanted to come to her but he stayed in place. “No, Liv.” He shook his head. “I can’t live with her, but I’m not telling her I know either. I’m thinking I might blow up some argument as an excuse to stay away, until I have everything thought through.”
She was surprised at how wise he was. She probably would have gone tearing to her husband to accuse him. “Okay, Axel, I think you’re right. Thanks for making me listen.” She offered him a small smile.
“And you are coming back here to stay?” He watched her like a hawk. “Please,” he added quietly.
She tilted her head. “It's so unusual.”
He smiled, and her heartbeat fluttered. “I don’t think offering each other support is that unusual. Who better to understand?”
She nodded.
“Great,” he said.
Liv pursed her lips. She’d been nodding to the part, “who better to understand.” She’d not been nodding her agreement.
“One more question,” he said. “Do you think your husband could become violent?”
Once again she completely forgot what she’d been thinking about. “I, ah,” she stuttered. Was Andrew violent? He had gotten so mad at her one time, he’d shoved her. Another time he’d trapped her in the bathroom, yelling at her, when she’d wanted to go. He did have a temper, and if he thought his money was at stake, she imagined he could get furious.
“Baby, I see you are not sure.”
The feelings Axel invoked, calling her “baby,” nearly made her cry. But it warred with what she’d been thinking.
“I don’t think he would, Axel, but you are right, I’m not sure.”
Axel nodded, looking grave, and not at all like he’d realized he’d called her an endearment. “Well, we need to keep that in mind when you make the plan on how to confront him with the affair.”
“How about you? Will you confront her right away?” She leaned toward him, now wishing she had sat closer.
There was some bitterness and anger shading Axel’s brown eyes as he shook his head. “No, I’d never try to confront her without the proof so air tight she couldn’t wiggle.” He sighed. “She has a way of turning blame on everyone else.”
Liv nodded, but she really didn’t understand, she just wanted to offer support. “You’ll do the best thing, Axel, thinking this all through.”
Chapter Seven
A fter their talk, Liv left Axel with Ronan, while she drove to the rose farm. Was she being a total coward not wanting to see that video? She gripped the steering wheel harder.
“Maybe I am,” she muttered, pulling into the driveway of the rose farm. She was going to tell her employees that she’d be gone for a while and they needed to take over for her. It was
He cleared his throat, leaning toward her. “I just wanted to talk about what we do from here on. Make some plans.”
Her eyebrows scrunched. “I won’t come back here, Axel. I’ll get the farmhouse ready and ...”
“No,” he said, quickly. “Liv, that’s not what I meant.” He shook his head. “Of course you’ll come back here. I’ll get you a key.”
She started to say “no,” but he continued, “I meant plan what to do about our spouses. When should we confront them or should we wait.”
Whatever she was thinking flew from her thoughts. “I haven’t thought about when,” she muttered. “But why would we wait?”
“Well for you, definitely it would put you in a better position. I wouldn’t let on to your husband that you know, but first hire a lawyer and seek his advice.”
The first thing that popped into her head was ... “I’m not going back there and live with him. I couldn’t do that. Are you going back to your wife ... to pretend, while you see a lawyer?”
Axel looked as if he wanted to come to her but he stayed in place. “No, Liv.” He shook his head. “I can’t live with her, but I’m not telling her I know either. I’m thinking I might blow up some argument as an excuse to stay away, until I have everything thought through.”
She was surprised at how wise he was. She probably would have gone tearing to her husband to accuse him. “Okay, Axel, I think you’re right. Thanks for making me listen.” She offered him a small smile.
“And you are coming back here to stay?” He watched her like a hawk. “Please,” he added quietly.
She tilted her head. “It's so unusual.”
He smiled, and her heartbeat fluttered. “I don’t think offering each other support is that unusual. Who better to understand?”
She nodded.
“Great,” he said.
Liv pursed her lips. She’d been nodding to the part, “who better to understand.” She’d not been nodding her agreement.
“One more question,” he said. “Do you think your husband could become violent?”
Once again she completely forgot what she’d been thinking about. “I, ah,” she stuttered. Was Andrew violent? He had gotten so mad at her one time, he’d shoved her. Another time he’d trapped her in the bathroom, yelling at her, when she’d wanted to go. He did have a temper, and if he thought his money was at stake, she imagined he could get furious.
“Baby, I see you are not sure.”
The feelings Axel invoked, calling her “baby,” nearly made her cry. But it warred with what she’d been thinking.
“I don’t think he would, Axel, but you are right, I’m not sure.”
Axel nodded, looking grave, and not at all like he’d realized he’d called her an endearment. “Well, we need to keep that in mind when you make the plan on how to confront him with the affair.”
“How about you? Will you confront her right away?” She leaned toward him, now wishing she had sat closer.
There was some bitterness and anger shading Axel’s brown eyes as he shook his head. “No, I’d never try to confront her without the proof so air tight she couldn’t wiggle.” He sighed. “She has a way of turning blame on everyone else.”
Liv nodded, but she really didn’t understand, she just wanted to offer support. “You’ll do the best thing, Axel, thinking this all through.”
Chapter Seven
A fter their talk, Liv left Axel with Ronan, while she drove to the rose farm. Was she being a total coward not wanting to see that video? She gripped the steering wheel harder.
“Maybe I am,” she muttered, pulling into the driveway of the rose farm. She was going to tell her employees that she’d be gone for a while and they needed to take over for her. It was
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