Charming Like Us Read online Krista Ritchie, Becca Ritchie (Like Us #7)

Categories Genre: Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, New Adult, Romance Tags Authors: , Series: Like Us Series by Krista Ritchie
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Total pages in book: 152
Estimated words: 149982 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 750(@200wpm)___ 600(@250wpm)___ 500(@300wpm)
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If he was staying in a normal hotel room, for my own conscience, I’d be standing outside his door in the hallway all night.

Luckily, I can relax here. Especially with Jack around.

My husband—if he even still wants to be that. He’s got a hip against the window, drapes drawn back, like he’s been watching the city streets, but right now, his eyes are on me.

I can’t believe we haven’t spoken about our marriage in over fifteen hours. It feels massively like my fault. If he drunkenly married any other guy, they’d have hashed it out immediately. Not put it on pause for a trip to fucking Austria.

I’m stiff against the door, air and silence separating us. Now that we’re alone together it’s almost like I can’t find the words. I finish tying a rolled banana around my forehead and I say, “I wouldn’t blame you, if you want to get an annulment, Highland.”

His face cracks. “What?”

Pressure mounts on my chest. “I don’t want you to feel pressured to stay in a marriage with me because of some drunken decision. So if you want to get an annulment, it won’t change anything between us. I promise you that. We’ll just go back to how it was.” I keep pushing the figurative window open for him in case he needs to escape this situation.

Jump back out.

Being with me isn’t easy, and I don’t want to trap him here after a drunken, stupid night. I loved that stupid night.

His expression is frozen in a perpetual wince. “I don’t understand…do you want an annulment?”

No.

No hesitation. I want to stay married to Jack Highland, but I can’t say those words. I run a hand through my thick curly hair. “Would it be alright if I didn’t answer that?” I ask him. “Because if I say one way or the other, I’m going to feel like you’re making a decision based on mine.”

He looks me over. “But you have decided?”

I nod once.

He holds onto the window ledge. “You know that your non-answer is an answer, Os. You’re a good guy, I know you’d be upfront and tell me that you want an annulment if that’s where your head was at. So this is just to…what? Put the decision on my shoulders?”

“It is your decision, Highland.”

He sucks in a tight breath. “This marriage is between both of us.”

“And we couldn’t even talk about it for over fifteen hours,” I say into a bitter laugh. “Whose fault was that? Mine.” I point at my chest. “You really want to be married to someone who treats you like the other guy and not the main focus?” Tears threaten to rise. “I give so much of myself to my job, and unfortunately that job revolves around one person. Charlie. How could you want that?”

Realization washes over him. “Oscar, I’ve never felt like I’m in a competition with Charlie for your attention.” He takes a step closer, but he stops. I take one and stop.

The strain in the room is like pushing two wrong ends of a magnet together. It hurts to move forward.

“I don’t give you as much as I give him,” I say, my insecurities bubbling to the surface.

Jack shakes his head. “That’s not true.” His confidence in that one statement sends a ripple through my body.

“Jack, you don’t have to placate me—”

“I’m not feeding you a line, Oscar,” he says, his voice choked. “I have all of you. Charlie gets Work Oscar. Bodyguard Oscar. Which is a very particularly endearing version of you, but it’s not the complete package. You’ve given me all of you.” He walks closer. “And yeah, it blows a little that we haven’t had time to talk—I’m not going to sugarcoat that—but timing isn’t our best friend. I’ll get over it.” He’s inches away, but we don’t reach out to touch.

“Maybe you shouldn’t have to get over it,” I tell him. “You could be married to someone else that’d give you more time.”

“I don’t want time,” Jack breathes. “I want you. Your support. Emotional, mental, physical. I want it all.”

Our fingers brush against one another, but we still don’t crash together. Don’t hold hands. Something feels unresolved between us. So I just ask, “But do you want to be married to me?”

Our eyes latch, and he winces again.

My heart crushes inside my chest. Smashed down to nothing. I can’t breathe. I try to keep an impassive face. I told Jack that it wouldn’t change things, if he wanted an annulment.

I’m trying to keep that promise.

“Oscar,” Jack whispers. “I do want to be married to you, but…”

My chest rises and falls in his silence, and it takes all my energy not to run away from the pain compounding against me.

Jack’s gaze washes over me. “I’m doing this wrong. I’m hurting you.”

I don’t deny that. “There’s not really a right way to do it, Long Beach,” I tell him. “Like I said, if you need the annulment, if this is too soon, I’m fine with that. I’ll be okay.”



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