Free Meant To Be by Jennifer Labelle Page A

to be made and it made her nervous as hell.

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    She arrived at Tyler’s law office feeling nervous. It’d been awhile. The last time she’d pictured it wasn’t a very pleasant memory.
    “ Can I help you?” Interrupted in her thoughts, Jenna declined the plump red head receptionist’s offer. “No, thank you. I’m here to visit my husband, and I can find my own way.”
    She proceeded, stopping abruptly just before she reached his office. A flashback came to mind of a calendar with the twenty-first circled boldly in red when she saw the notice for the staff Christmas party.
    “ Get it together, Jenna,” she mumbled, willing her hands to stop shaking. She needed as much courage as she could get right now. God only knew what Tyler was thinking, when it came to his neglect.
    Lord, what she would give to be able to turn back time right now. These dreams, whatever you wanted to call them, were freaking her out. The similarities between them and reality scared the living daylights out of her. The added stress with Tyler’s avoidance was torture and hurtful on top of everything else. There just wasn’t much more she could take.
    Peeking through his partially closed door, she could see that Alex was with him. She sat on the corner of his desk and laughed, leaning close to him as he mumbled something.
    They didn’t notice when she walked in, so she cleared her throat. “Did I come at a bad time?” The first thing that stood out was Alex’s hand on his. Flashbacks blinded her temporarily, coming back to her in quick glimpses.
    He ripped his hand away from underneath Alex’s and moved away. “Jenna, of course not, honey, we were just about to take a break anyway.”
    Disappointed, Alex hopped off of his desk and straightened out her skirt. “Hello, Jenna.”
    “You’ve got to be kidding me. Nothing’s going on all right,” Jenna snapped, looking between the two of them. Why wouldn’t they just fess up and lay it all out there? If Tyler wanted Alex, Jenna certainly wasn’t about to stick around.
    “Jenna, don’t be silly. Alex is just a co-worker, nothing more.”
    With a gasp and a dirty look, Alex walked out leaving the two of them to speak alone.
    “ Right, Tyler, and in case you wondering, I’m being sarcastic. Figure out what it is that you want and then let me know. I’m tired of wondering, and if it’s not me, then just say it and stop this torture.”
    “Come on, Jenna, this is just silly.”
    “ Silly?” She couldn’t believe it. “I’m being silly. Okay, I’ll play along. Do you actually think I’m that stupid? There’s something going on with the two of you. Now the question that has me curious is just how far you’ve went.” The stress was beginning to get to her.
    Jenna held in a groan, “I think I need to sit down.” It came out breathless. What she needed was to calm down. Her nerves were shot, and the nausea she felt this morning would soon turn into vomiting if she kept this up.
    “Why, what’s wrong?” Kneeling in front of her, Tyler’s concern did nothing to comfort her.
    “ It’s nothing. I’m just not feeling very well today.”
    He gave her a look form head to toe, and began to tease her. “Well you look good to me. Let me help you feel better.” Forcing Jenna’s hands away, he pinned them behind her back and moved closer to close the distance between them.
    She concentrated on her breathing. Closing her eyes, she tried to shut everything out as much as possible, especially Tyler’s touch. “Tyler, I really don’t think this is a good idea. We have things to talk about. Priorities to be figured out, and changes need to be made—”
    She wiggled away and pushed Tyler’s hands aside in anger just thinking about his neglect.
    “Oh, come on Jenna.”
    “ I can take care of myself. Now stop touching me. I’m mad at you.”
    “I could never do that.” He teased and had the nerve to smile as she glared at him. She pushed him away. What she needed was to