“You don’t have to decide now. Just think about it.”
When I didn’t respond, he turned from the window to face me. His eyebrow lifted.
“Well?” he said.
I walked over and stood beside him, admiring the view from his office window. For a minute, we both just stared out onto the city.
“I can’t, Jack,” I said, at length. “I know you and Kelly are getting a divorce, but it’s not final yet. It would still be adultery.”
He scoffed. “You and your damn morals. Don’t you ever get tired of the high ground?”
“Not yet. You used to have morals too, years ago. What happened?”
“Kelly took custody of those when we separated.”
I sighed. “Well, I miss them.”
He put his hands on my shoulders and turned me so that we stood face to face. His eyes were earnest. “Just tell me what you want from me. I’ll do it. What do I need to do to prove how much you mean to me? That you matter more than she does?”
“You can go back in time and choose me from the start…and not her.”
“I’m sorry. If I had known you had any feelings for me back then, I would have.”
“So you’ve said. But you can understand how I find that hard to believe, can’t you?”
I held up my hands to stop whatever he was about to say. “I have to go.” Then I turned and headed to the door.
“Linda,” he called when I reached for the knob.
I turned back to him. He was still looking out on the city.
“This isn’t over,” he said.
I walked out.
Chellby Jaye 