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But he wouldn’t let her walk by. He gently grabbed her by her wrist, and pulled her back beside him.

When their eyes met, both of them felt the intensity.

“I missed you last night,” he said to her.

Roz didn’t respond and just stared at him as if she was on the outside of enough with that man. But Mick was getting there with her too. “Where were you last night?” he asked her.

“Where were you for the last two weeks? Getting your knee replaced, or visiting your son?”

There was fire in her eyes. Which made Mick feel even worse. “What do you expect from me, Roz?”

“How about everything!” She yelled out in her take-no-prisoners style. “I give you my all. You don’t give me shit in return.”

“I thought I was giving you my all.”

“Bullshit, Mick. That’s bullshit! You don’t give me a fraction of yourself.”

But that only set Mick off. “I give you more than I have ever given to any human being ever, Roz. And you know it!”

“Tell me the truth then.”

“What truth?”

“Why did you keep it from me?”

Mick frowned. “Keep what from you?”

“About your son! And it wasn’t because you were trying to figure shit out. So don’t even go there. It’s something else. I can feel it in my bones that you’re holding something back. What is it, Mick? What is it?”

That look in his eyes made it clear to Roz that she was on the right track. There was something else. Something he didn’twant her to know. Or anybody else. “What is it?” she asked him again.

“You don’t wanna know,” Mick said.

That answer scared Roz. But shehadto know. “What is it?”

There was a long pause. Roz’s heart was hammering. But she still had to know. She waited for him to answer.

But instead of answering her at all, he pulled her naked body on top of his big body, covered both of them with the bedspread. Then he laid her head on his chest and wrapped her into his arms.

Tears began to appear in Roz’s eyes. She loved this man so much that it hurt. And love wasn’t supposed to hurt. It was a toxic love and she knew it. But it was what she signed up for. Being with a man like Mick was never going to be a walk in the park.

She also knew Mick knew how to handle her. He was rubbing her body. From her back to her butt, he was managing to calm her down. But his touch, as always, managed to do something else to her too. And it was making her groan.

And by the time his fingers were between her legs, and then inside of her, it was as if they had completely forgotten what all the fuss was about. They were both groaning. They were both feeling the sensations. And when he finally replaced his fingers with his fully aroused penis, and he entered her, it was all over. They were in their special place again.

Mick made love to Roz for nearly half an hour. He made certain he took his time. It was the sound of their groans, and the movement of his gyrations, and the sheer slog of it all that made both of them feel as if they were in a dreamland. He kept hitting her in the exact right spot and she kept tightening around his rod that kept him on the verge of cumming.

Until neither one of them could take those feelings any longer and they both came. Within seconds of each other, they came. Mick let out one loud, drawn-out groan that caused him to pour into her with such a ferociousness that Roz thought she was drowning in him. It felt wonderful and it felt sad.

That was why, after the orgasms had ceased and the sensations had ebbed until they ended, it was as if reality forced them back down to the ground. And they laid there. Both with the same questions. Both needing the same answers.

Although Roz’s questions were more earth-shattering, Mick needed answers too. Her answers to his questions would determine if his answers were even necessary. “Where were you last night?” he asked her.

Roz resented the question, but she also knew he had every right to ask it. “I phoned a friend of mine, he picked me up, and we went to a diner and had coffee.”

“It was Kelly, correct?”

She knew he already knew it with all those damn spies he had on her. But she continued to lay there. “Yes.”