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thinking about him.
     
    It’s been two weeks since that insanely wonderful night. He hasn’t missed a day texting me, but apparently, work has taken him out of town. The past two days he’s been distant and I don’t know why. Maybe he’s just exhausted from the long hours and travel. I can’t help but wonder if he’s seeing other women.
     
    Sipping my morning coffee, I log into my Sex Unlimited account. It’s the first time I’ve logged in since I met him. The first thing I do is go to his profile. Last date logged in: today. Jealously tries to rear its green ugly head at the thought of him perusing the site again, possibly looking for something new, someone different. I immediately log off and try to shake the stupid thought from my head. I’m overthinking. I need to work and stop thinking about him every minute of the day.
     
    My door bell rings and I glance at the clock. It’s only eight in the morning. Who the hell could be here? Janette partied last night, so there’s no way she’s awake this early and she’s the only person who ever comes over. I go over and peek through the peep hole of the door and my heart nearly drops to the floor.
     
    James.
     
    What in the hell is he doing here?
     
    Suddenly I feel like I can’t breathe or move. I’m frozen as I watch him reach out and ring the bell again. So many thoughts, questions and memories are racing through my head, running into each other at lightning speed but I open the door.
     
    There he is …
     
      The man I loved half my life.
     
    The man who broke my heart into a million tiny pieces.
     
    The man who will always be my first love.
     
    He looks exactly the same. Dark green eyes, sandy blond hair and a jawline that would make any woman weak in the knees.
     
    “Candace,” he deadpans.
     
    Our stares fix themselves on one another and the temperature in the room rises a million degrees.
     
    “What are you doing here, James?” I stutter.
     
      His eyes are tired and something about his expression is sad. “I miss you, Candace. I miss my wife.”
     

    T he walls seem to be closing in around me and my mouth is suddenly bone dry. I open my mouth to respond, but nothing comes out.
     
    James steps forward and I instinctively step back. “Candace, you don’t have to be scared of me. I’ve never hurt you.”
     
    Angry blood explodes to life in my veins and my past comes roaring to life. I’ve shoveled loads of fake happiness on top of my pain for twelve months and in a single moment James has just unearthed all of it. Tears burn my eyes and the emotional grip on my throat releases me just enough for me to scream at him. “You’ve never hurt me? Get off my porch and property. Now! Go and don’t come back. I have no desire to see you or talk to you.” I’m shaking as tears roll down my cheeks splashing to the floor.
     
    He drops his head shaking it back and forth. “I know I hurt you like that. What I meant was I’ve never physically harmed you. Please let me talk to you. I need to talk to you.” His voice is desperate and his eyes are clouded with something that can only be defined as sorrow. Even after trying to hate him for the last year, my heart still aches standing this close to him.
     
    “James, I haven’t heard one word from you since the day we signed the papers. Why now? Why today?”
     
    He runs a hand through his unruly hair and shakes his head. “The anniversary of our divorce hit me hard. I don’t know why. I didn’t expect all of these feelings to rush to the surface and mostly, I have missed you. I just think all of my mistakes crowded my mind on the day we divorced a year ago and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you, about our life.”
     
    He steps in closer to me and I throw up my hands. “ No, don ’t come any closer to me. I can’t do this. You can’t do this, dammit! You can ’t walk back into my life after I’ve spent a year trying to learn how to live without you. You have no idea