The Hawke Arrangement

Summary

“ I'm back. Do you still want me?”

The text message glowed on my screen, a ghost from another life. Staring at the words, I felt the past pull at me, a current dragging me under.

A hand snatched the phone from my grasp. I looked up to see my husband, Grayson, his brow furrowed in a familiar, impatient line.

“What are you doing, looking at my phone?” he demanded.

“I told you, Chloe is the only one who matters to me.”

I didn't say anything, which only seemed to irritate him more.

“Of course,” he added, a dismissive wave of his hand, “I’m not going to divorce you.”