~BENEDICT'S POV~
I saw her application come through yesterday.
Her name on the screen made my heart jump, a reaction I hadn’t expected. So far, this woman has been full of surprises.
She didn’t need a job. If she needed money, I’d give it to her. So, what was she doing applying at Bennington Corporation?
I know she has questions about me, but I have just as many questions for her. I don’t like not knowing what’s going on in that head of hers. Don’t like the idea of her feeling she has to fend for herself when she doesn’t have to.
Even if only in name, I’m her husband. I can take care of her.
And god, do I want to take care of her.
But I shouldn’t want that. And I shouldn’t feel this pull toward her. And I definitely shouldn’t be replaying the memory of her in my arms on an endless loop in my head.