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waged against the zombies at the arcade. It s something I ve always dreamed of doing.
Tension rippled along the muscles of his forearms.  Are you moving?
 After I fly down for my second interview and sign the offer, yes.
A vein throbbed in his temple.  So that s it? I don t even get a vote? Or have the past two
weeks meant nothing to you?
They ve meant everything to me. You mean everything to me.  This is my decision. It s done.
 Like hell it s done. When she dared a glance at him, a muscle worked furiously in his jaw.
 This is something I need to do for my career, for my future. Why did those words coil like
barbed wire in her soul?
 I guess I m not in that picture. His jaw hardened to the point she thought he might crack a
molar.  You know what I have to say to that? Bullshit. A damn job didn t make you run from the pool
like you were scared to death. At least respect me enough to give me an honest answer.
Pain and hostility jolted her like a live current.  Fine. You want the truth? I can t have kids. We
will never be Allison and Logan  someday. I ll never be pregnant or have your babies.
Instantly, he downshifted, and they came to a stop at a red light.  What?
The sincere struggle toward comprehension played out on his features, making her heart twist
again.  You have an amazing family, Trey. Something I ve never had and always envied. You have
people who are there for you no matter what. I can t give that to you.
His Adam s apple bobbed.  I don t know what to say.
 It s okay, she said with a snarky undertone.  I get that a lot.
 Devon 
Her lungs shuddered as she fought to breathe without bursting into tears.  You shouldn t have to
choose between me and your desire for children. So I m leaving.
The silence between them rivaled the hollow expanse of her favorite sci-fi novelists
descriptions of the post-apocalypse. Putrid. Aching. Empty. Devastated. Haunted.
 I had no idea. He extended his hand, palm up, waiting for her response.
Instead of taking it, she folded her arms over her heart.  Please drop me off at the hotel.
As he pulled into the parking lot, his knuckles turned white on the steering wheel.  We need to
talk about this.
 There s nothing to say. It s over. All we can do is move on.
 I don t want to move on. He choked and cleared his throat.  I can t.
 Let it sink in. You ll see I m right.
 Don t do this Devon. Don t shut me out.
Silent, she steeled herself until he shifted the gearstick into park in front of the entrance. Then
she climbed out, shut the door and didn t look back. She couldn t, or she might turn around and rush
back into his arms, into his life. But that wasn t fair to either of them.
God, so much had changed since her first night here, she thought, as she locked herself in her
room, dropped her purse and dove onto the bed where Trey had made love to her. She grabbed a
pillow and let her tears run free.
She d just given up her best chance at belonging she d ever had.
Sobbing into her pillow, she mourned for the babies she might ve had. For the dreams of a
family she wanted but would never know.
She mourned for her future& without Trey.
Chapter 10
Trey avoided Devon s floor Monday morning. Whenever he took the elevator and the fourth
floor button lit up, his gut churned and the tingle at the base of his scalp stung like a slap. His whole
body ached as if he d come out on the losing end of a bar brawl. He hadn t even felt this shitty after
he called off his wedding and his relationship with Jenna, and she d hooked up with that guy in rehab.
Apparently, he sucked at reading the female psyche. Devon had seemed so into their
relationship, into him. He d believed she would be a permanent part of his life, for better or worse,
forever. And when the hell had she planned to drop the ticking bomb that she intended to leave? When
he got down on one knee with a ring?
The profound loneliness echoed in his soul. He wasn t a religious guy, but the past twenty four
hours had proven purgatory existed. His world had shattered, his future a collection of broken pieces
that no longer fit together.
The dreams inspired by Devon now mocked him. Anger and resentment followed tides of
longing that scorched his veins. Because all he wanted was to hold her tight and tell her they d find a
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