Free Forbidden Forever by Christy Dilg

the inner child, the
confident professional, the mother, the best friend and my lover. I
just want to love you as my wife."
     
    She answers, "Someday
I will be." I don't know if she means it enough to leave her
husband and break up her family, but for today I will take it. I
smile. She stands up after the night air gets too cool to lay in
undressed. I walk up behind her after she finishes getting redressed
and wrap my arms around her waist. Breathing in her smell brings a
sense of calmness over me. I nibble at her ear and she slaps me on
the arm. I want to jump from her reaction but she starts giggling.
     
    "Don't you ever
have enough?" she asks.
     
    "No, I don't think
I'll ever get my fill of you. You are like an addiction I don't want
to kick," I say.
     
    "I hope you never
do," she confesses.
     
    "No worries, my
love. It will never happen. What I feel for you is something I have
only dreamed of, never felt. I will never let you go," I admit.
     
    "You never felt
this way about your wife?" she asks.
     
    "No, our
relationship was never based on love like that but more like a
friendly business arrangement. We didn't really choose the life we
had together it seemed to choose us," I admit.
     
    "I don't
understand. How does something like marriage choose you?" she
questions me.
     
    "Well, Laney, it is
a long story and I'd rather not talk about it right now. It doesn't
affect anything that happens anymore. I want to look to a future with
you and spend all my moments in the here and now. No more past and no
more sadness. Just us," I say.
     
    "This is all I
want, too, but I want to know your life and if you don't want to let
me in then how will I let you in?" she utters.
     
    "I didn't mean
forever, sweetness. I mean right in this moment, can't we just be us?
We will discuss this at another time. I want you to know everything
about me and I want to know everything about you," I murmur.
     
    We head back to the
hospital and I drop her off at her car. Watching her safely pull
away, I sit alone, saddened by the fact she isn't coming home with me
tonight. I head to my empty house, full of the last six years of my
life. It's time to get out of here so maybe Laney will see I am for
real about us. I don't want us to be forbidden, but instead I want
her to see us as forever.

Chapter 11
    Laney's
POV
     
    The week flies by and we
have Saturday planned so we can spend some time together. Chance has
been moving his things from his house into the condo throughout the
week. His soon-to-be ex-wife left to visit her parents to give him
time to retrieve his things. Apparently she is very pleased about the
whole thing, though he didn't tell her about me. Strangest
relationship ever, in my opinion, but who am I to judge? I've been
married to an asshole for years and now I am having an affair with my
boss. There was no reason to make things more difficult than they
already are, especially since she was happy it was over. Callie is
staying with Brooke tonight so she won't be questioning my
whereabouts; however, the lie breaks my heart.
     
    Kaleb is going to stay
at his friend Dylan's because they are heading out early to surf. I
can't wait until the day I can tell them the truth and again the day
they forgive me. Michael prefers me to be gone, so my day is pretty
much free to do with as I please. Saturday morning I get up early and
clean the house. The only thing, other than how grossly fat I am,
that Michael hates is for the house to be dirty. His idea of dirty is
looking under every piece of furniture to see a piece of lint out of
place. A year ago while Callie and Kaleb was away on a trip to
Washington D.C., he went through the house, picking up furniture and
lifting blinds to see if things weren't clean enough. Upon finding
that I didn't clean the base boards in the bathroom, he went into a
terrible screaming fit about how lazy and disgusting I was for
letting the house get so bad. Proceeding to tell me that he was done
making excuses for