CHAPTER SEVEN

Three month later:

Philip was trying. Cleaning the house, cooking the meals, and being a more loving husband. He had even stopped drinking so much whiskey.

I was trying too.

But whenever he kissed me or touched me I thought of Shane.

Why couldn't I love Philip the way I did Shane? Could I really stay with Philip loving Shane like this?

My thoughts were interupted when I saw Shane there walking around the grocery store. What was I doing here?

I told myself to walk away, and ingore everything in body that was screaming to run into his arms. I moved away, but it was too late. He saw me.

I continue walking down the aisles, moving fast. Suddenly I feel his arm on my hip. I would know his gentle touch anywhere.

"Andrea, you have not return any of my calls," he whispers.

I reach over and grab a chocolate cake mix throwing it into my cart. I am trying to find the words to speak, but after not seeing him for this long I feel like I am in a dream.

"You know why," I said looking into those brown eyes of his.

"Let me ask you something, are you happy with him?" His eyes are burning with intensity.

My heart almost stops at his question. No, I think to myself.

"Yes. I love him so much," I said looking at the ground.

Both of his hands are on my hips now, our bodies press against each other, and I know now I can't deny my feelings anymore.

"Liar. You still love me," he says kissing my lips.

I reach up into his arms kissing him in front of everyone in the store. I didn't care anymore. I love this man. And I was tired of hiding my feelings. I had to be true to myself.

"I am leaving Georgia. Come with me. Just pack up everything and leave your husband," Shane whispers when are lips finally part.

"Yes. You tell me where to meet you, and I'll be there," I said finally.

"I love you Andrea," he smiles at me.

Watching him leave, I ask myself what had I done. But I knew this was the way it had to be. Shane and I were meant to be together,

I couldn't live without him anymore. Life was to short to be so unhappy. I knew I couldn't stay with Philip, when my heart would always be with someone else. And running away together made the most sense. If I told Philip I was leaving, he talk me into staying. He had a way of controling me.

I knew I was coward for not telling my husband, but I was going to run away without looking back.