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"I'm not sure what will happen with that."

"I don't want to have to take it again."

"So how about I quit?"

"Teaching?"

"If it's the only way."

"I thought you loved teaching. It's your fresh start."

"You're my fresh start. And I don't love teaching nearly as much as I love you."

I straddled him on the couch. His hands slipped to my waist as I leaned forward and hugged him. "I don't want any of that. I'm sorry. I just want your divorce to be official. I don't want you to have to change who you are. I love who you are." I put my forehead against his. "I don't want to wait. I just don't want to have to feel guilty about not waiting."

"There's nothing to feel guilty about. But I'll have my lawyer figure something out, okay? I'll take care of it."

"Soon?"

"Soon."

Addiction - Chapter 14

Sunday

"Favorite soda?" he asked.

"Cherry Coke."

"I had my fridge stocked with a bunch of things when I thought you'd be staying here more often." He pulled out a Cherry Coke and handed it to me.

I took it and grabbed the fridge handle before he closed it. "Let me see." The fridge was completely full. I reached in and grabbed a packet of juice boxes. "Juice boxes? Seriously? How young do you think I am?"

"Those are actually mine." He grabbed the pack, put it back in the fridge, and closed the door.

"Why don't you just buy a bottle of apple juice if you like it so much?"

He looked embarrassed. "I was never allowed to have them when I was a kid." He shrugged.

That was probably the most personal thing he had ever confessed to me. I imagined him as a little boy demanding juice boxes and being denied. I thought it would make me laugh, but it made me feel sad. His parents sounded worse and worse every time I learned something new about them. "Okay." I handed the soda back to him. "I actually want one of those."

"You do?"

"Yes, please."

He smiled and opened the fridge back up. I took two juice boxes, he grabbed two plates, and we sat down at the kitchen counter.

I picked up a slice of pizza and took a huge bite. I was so hungry. It was only a matter of seconds before the first slice was gone.

Professor Hunter was staring at me. "I'm glad to see that you've gotten your appetite back."

"That's what your love does for me."

He smiled and took a bite. "This is pretty delicious."

"I told you." I took a sip out of the juice box. "Why is everything so much better with a straw?"

"I don't know, but it really is." He took a sip from his juice box.