Their love affair lasts scarcely longer than her marriage to Chase. He never understands why it ends at all. Perhaps the novelty of clandestine meetings at night and secret exchanges during the day has worn off. Perhaps, now that he knows her—knows what she's thinking and why—he no longer finds her intriguing.
Truthfully, now that he's pulled back her layers, discovered every foible of her personality, it's no longer the mystery of her that holds his attention. It's his burning need for her—like his former dependence on Vicodin—that intrigues him.
If only he still intrigued her.
