Heartbreaker Breaks (A Bittersweet Lottery Love Story) (Tangled Hearts & Broken Vows: Tales of Infidelity Book 1)

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fine… I’m fine…” Faye repeated over and over again as she held her hand up, waving them away. She couldn’t summon the energy to lift her head up. “Too much sun girls, that’s all.”
      “Dad,” Anja called out, a trace of worry in her voice, “Can you come help? Mom’s not feeling well.”
      “I’m fine, girls. Please just give me a moment,” She wasn’t fine. She felt as if the world was spinning around her, the only constant in the swirling vision was Nick’s sardonic grin.
      “What happened?” Adam’s rushed heavy steps filled her ears, echoing through her head and she couldn’t bring herself to shoe him away.
      “The sun was too much for her.” Anja said questioningly as she ran her hand up and down her mother’s back.
      “Faye…” She felt Adam’s hands around her, lifting her up and with a jerk, pulling her into his arms.
      He carried her up the stairs, as she lay motionless in his arms, wishing to be anywhere else.
      “Should I get you some water, take you to the emergency room?” He asked as he laid her down on their bed and sat down beside her, her hand in his.
      “No… I’m fine. I’m just going to take a nap.” She curled into a fetal position and gripped his hand in spite of herself.
      He lay down next to her and pulled her close to him. She clung to him, all the while wanting to push him away, scream at him. Instead tears fell from her eyes.
     “It’s going to be okay…” He repeated over and over again while stroking her hair.
      “It’s never going to be okay, even when this all over…”
      “What do you mean, when this is all over? It was just the one time Faye. We can’t end our marriage over one little mistake. I love you. I’ve never loved anyone else, not even close. You, the girls, Dario, that’s all there has ever been… I couldn’t go another day without the four of you in my life—
      “It wasn’t just the one….” Fear rolled over her. The affairs, always so obvious but agreed upon in the marital contract she never consciously made, to not mention was a wall she couldn’t break through.
      “It was only the one,” He shakily enunciated every word as if unsure of continuing his lies.
      “I have secrets too….” She shouted through her tears.
      “You have secrets?” Adam laughed and turned her over, their noses touching, “What are your secrets, Faye? Were the bikes you bought for all of us not really on sale?”
      The closeness of him, the scent of him, his dark deep-set eyes took her breath away for a moment and the past was forgotten. But, only for a moment. “I have millions, and millions of dollars and I spend all my days with a boyish man half my age.”
      “Really Faye?” Amusement filled his dark features, and he leaned down to peck gentle kisses across her face. “A boyish man you say? Is he at your beck and call, feeding you grapes, while you lie on a lounge wearing a silky negligee?”
      “We haven’t progressed that far… but I’m sure that’s a possibility.” She found herself laughing, not believing that her first words of truth in many months were being treated as if they were a joke.
      “Will he kiss you like this?” His lips moved up and down Faye’s outstretched neck, losing her angry resolve.
      “That is something he does, or did once…”
      “Once? I would say that makes us even then,” He laid on top of her, kissing her deeply, his hands playing with her hair, “You have to forgive me Faye.”
      “No,” she moaned lightly as he sat up and removed his shirt.
    …
      Adam tenderly caressed her back as they walked down the stairs to the dining room. She leaned onto him and grazed his shirt-covered chest with her fingertips. The scent of him was strong from their tumble on the bed. She felt as if the previous few months had been a dream, and all was right again.
      “Are you feeling better?” Anja asked as she placed the salad bowl on the table, next to the

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