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282 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 12, 2011
He was sick, had to be sick to want to tie himself to a woman so unforgiving and so unwilling to see what could be. She knew how it was, how strong it was. Hell, she had married other men to avoid what was between them.
“Open your heart to me— just a little,” Michael demanded softly.
Even casual sexual relationships are serious to most women. If they tell you differently, they’re lying. A woman always has a reason for sleeping with a man.
Michael— women almost never have sex without a motivated reason. Physical relief is not at the top of their list like it is for men.
“But be fair, Michael. Carrie didn’t parade her husbands under your nose every day where you worked. You slept with just about every woman she worked with, and she had to be civil and professional to them while it was going on. If Carrie had any feelings for you at all, you demolished her self-worth on a regular basis with that alone. No woman wants to feel like she’s competing with the entire female population of the world.” “She was fucking married, Shane,” Michael yelled, standing to pace.
Be honest with yourself. You dated women Carrie knew to get even with her, Michael. And it probably worked because she’s still hurting over it. Now your petty behavior is coming back to bite you on the ass.
“Some people live watching life. Others live reacting to life. You live by feeling life. It shows up in your art. I don’t just like you. I also respect you for working to be true to yourself.”
This is love, she thought. The fighting and struggles. Working things out. Trying to offer comfort instead of more harm to someone.