HIDDEN HEART– Excerpt LAST ONE!!!!
“Sorry I took advantage of knowing where the spare key was and . . . I was too tired to drive back. I promise I’ll get up early tomorrow and leave,” he mumbled visibly embarrassed to be caught in her cabin.
She sat at the table, placed the jar down and rested her palms on her lap.
“It’s okay,” she said, staring at her fingers, then up at him.
“Tessa, listen . . . I have . . . my reaction earlier was unfair to you, to what you’ve been through. I assume you’re mad at me and you have every right to be. I left your house wanting to get away from you and I ended up here. No matter what I do, or where I go, I come back to you . . .” he brushed a hand through his hair, holding the other on his hip.
Tessa shrugged one shoulder. His words shocked her. An apology that sounded like a love declaration? Did she hear him right?
“All this time I believed the baby was mine. I totally freaked out when I heard about the abortion. I’m sorry I was so judgmental.” He shuffled his weight from one foot to the other, sighing, clenching his jaw.
“There are a few things you forgot here a t-shirt, jeans and a toothbrush,” Tessa said. “You’ll find them in the spare bedroom downstairs.”
“Great. I’ll be out of your way,” Alessandro offered and turned to walk away.
“It’s not nice to make people wait in front of your house for hours,” Tessa tilted her head, looking sideways at him, then back at her fingers. “And if someone calls you until your voicemail is full, maybe they have something important to say. You might consider returning the calls.”
He turned and stopped on the kitchen’s threshold. “You went to my house?”
She looked at him and once again her heart melted at the way he looked at her, his face lit up, a slow smile at the corners of his mouth.
“Did you . . . did you like it?”
“It’s okay, I guess, but the fence has to go,” she laughed softly. “And the yellow color, it’s too pale compared with the dark green shutters, I think.”
He came and knelt in front of her, his eyes sparkling like dewdrops. He took one of her hands and caressed the back of it with his thumb.
Butterflies filled up her stomach. “I’m not a bad person, Alessandro,” she whispered.
“It’s true, I wanted an abortion, but I couldn’t do it. I guess I’ve been punished enough for my ugly thoughts afterward, but I didn’t kill my baby . . .” She looked down at his hand caressing hers. She pushed a strand of hair behind her ear, tears rolling down her face. “I’m only human, I’ve made mistakes, but I paid for them. If you want to judge me for thinking ill, then I can’t stop you. I just wanted to make sure you know I do love you, I always did,” Tessa murmured, at last revealing her hidden heart.
Alessandro helped her stand. He cupped her face and brushed a thumb over her lips. The anticipation of his kiss made her heart throb, her knees weak.
“I love you more,” he said, sealing his words with a kiss and scooping her in his arms—the place where she belonged.
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