294\u2013My Desired Husband\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeline:\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI couldn\u2019t kick her out. She was my mother,\u201d Baxter uttered as he sat down on the couch exhausted, after his mother had practically invited herself over.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDid the kids eat the food?\u201d he asked, pointing toward my children, who were now sleeping.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I hadn\u2019t let my children leave the room after his mother arrived. He was the one who cooked the food and brought it for us. My children did eat, but I did not.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBaxter, I think you should go back home,\u201d I mumbled with a heavy heart.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He snapped his head toward me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d he asked, and I could tell he was trying to read my face, trying to understand what I was really dealing\u00a0<\/p>\n
with.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s getting difficult. I don\u2019t want you to carry so much pressure,\u201d I continued. \u201cAs for me and my children, this cabin seems sturdy enough. I can start a good life here.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I remarked without looking at him, but the way he had turned toward me told me he wanted to make eye contact.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI want you to say that to me while looking at me,\u201d he asked, almost demanding it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBaxter, I\u2019m not saying this because I feel like it\u2019s too much for me. I think it\u2019s too much for both of us.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I faced him again while sitting on the same couch.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSo wait, it\u2019s that easy for you to ask me to leave?\u201d he mumbled. The way his fist clenched told me he was talking about something else entirely.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, don\u2019t change the subject.\u201d He must have noticed I was about to say something else because he pointed at me. \u201cI want to hear it from you. Is it that easy for you to forget about me, to ask me to leave?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He demanded it again. This time, it felt like he was not going to give me a chance to lie or change the subject. He had been watching my face closely.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you think,\u201d I started to speak again, but he raised his finger and shook it at me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI want to know what your feelings are for me, Madeline,\u201d he said firmly. \u201cBecause these people, I don\u2019t care about them. The whole world can come and stay with me, and my priority will still be you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
His words made me gulp and look away.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou know, I don\u2019t really want to answer you right now,\u201d I said quietly. \u201cAs more people arrive, I know situations will change. I know there will be moments when you\u2019ll be asked to take sides, and even though you say you won\u2019t, it will become difficult for me. And when I have to leave you, it will hurt.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I poured my heart out. I felt emotional because I had imagined becoming his wife for years. [1\u00a0<\/p>\n
Even after I left and entered the human world and married Sawyer, there were moments when I dreamed about Baxter, and those dreams broke me every time.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He had been my weakness for a long time, and when I thought he might become my strength, I realized I was\u00a0<\/p>\n
wrong.\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/4\u00a0<\/p>\n
294 My Desired Husband\u00a0<\/p>\n
+25 Bonus\u00a0<\/p>\n
He stepped closer and grabbed my hand, turning me toward him again. He placed both my hands in his lap and held them tightly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou won\u2019t be disappointed,\u201d he stated. \u201cI\u2019ll ask you this question again, and I swear you\u2019ll happily confess next\u00a0<\/p>\n
time.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He gently touched my cheek, running his fingertips over my skin before I pulled away.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI know what you\u2019re thinking,\u201d he continued, noticing my reaction. \u201cI\u2019d like to speak with Gina, if you allow me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He mumbled this while watching my face, hope clear in his eyes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t have to ask me. She\u2019s your daughter,\u201d I replied. \u201cAnd you know what? You should have yelled at me and told me I was wrong. They\u2019re your children too, Baxter. You\u2019ve been more of a father to them than their own fathers.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I took a breath.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSo no, I don\u2019t ever want this to come between us. And if I ever say that again, you have every right to punish me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I spoke softly, my lips curving downward. When I lifted my eyes, I saw him smile.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI know I need to grow up,\u201d I added quickly, closing my eyes in guilt.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, you don\u2019t,\u201d he replied calmly. \u201cYou\u2019ve already lost your childhood and your teenage years. You can be as childish with me as you want. As for Yuvonne and my parents, how is that any different from me running a pack? Think of them as people I\u2019m responsible for. But you\u2019re the one I have a relationship with.\u201d 1\u00a0<\/p>\n
He looked at the children, then back at me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIf you\u2019re not comfortable, we can arrange another bed here. And for tonight,\u201d he paused, moving his finger toward me, asking me to come closer.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I lowered my head and followed his finger, moving closer as he hugged me tightly and pulled a blanket over us on\u00a0<\/p>\n
the couch.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He made sure he was holding me close while I closed my eyes, rested my cheek against his chest, and fell asleep listening to his heartbeat.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The morning was hard to get through. Baxter did not want me to go into the kitchen.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In fact, he told his mother that he wanted to cook with her for the first time, and I knew what he was trying to do.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He was trying to make things easier for me because he knew it was a little awkward.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As for me, I decided to talk to Gina myself.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cGina, come here,\u201d I called to her while sitting on the front porch of the cabin.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Elara and Bodhi were playing with the sand nearby, no longer getting too close to the cliff.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, Mommy?\u201d Gina replied, standing in front of me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m going to ask you a question, and you\u2019re going to be honest with me, okay?\u201d I said, pausing as I held both her hands. \u201cWho pushed you yesterday?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Gina took a deep breath, then uttered, \u201cYuvonne did.\u201d 1\u00a0<\/p>\n
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