Chapter Seven
I was nervous meeting Bryan, when I’d hardly been nervous at all the last two times. Two weeks is a long time, and I was regretting that I’d canceled our last date. I was afraid he’d lose interest and then cancel me.
Thoughts and fantasies were streaming through my brain, particularly after I got over the court hearing. Making a cold-hearted decision to dismiss everything about the last two years from my brain was not easy. And it was, of course, impossible. But I did my best simply not to think of the bastard I’d lived with, his family, and how he was being so hateful to me now.
Better than thoughts of my ex, I replaced my musings with thoughts of Bryan. That was certainly an easy thing to do, because wild, wonderful pictures appeared in my head the minute I thought of m
