by the front of the shirt. “There’s only one thing I need to know. Did you fuck her?”
Josh seemed reluctant to answer the invasive question. “I’ll tell you this,” he said calmly. “I love her.”
Mitch let go of his shirt, stunned.
“I haven’t told her yet,” Josh said. “If she picks you over me, I’ll walk away. I won’t interfere in your relationship.”
The nerve of this fucking guy. “You’re lucky I didn’t beat you into a pulp.”
“Be my guest. Just don’t lay a finger on her.”
Mitch’s anger faded into resignation. “Fuck you,” he said tiredly. “Fuck you for even saying that.”
The altercation was over, so Mitch walked away. They hadn’t drawn a big crowd, but there were a number of curious onlookers.
Mitch went back to the cafeteria, his stomach roiling. Helena was getting stitched up. Her face was drawn with pain. He pictured her with Josh, naked and panting underneath him. She’d always been wild in bed.
Shoving aside that mental picture, he reached out to hold her hand. She accepted his comfort, seeming surprised. The nurse finished the sutures and placed a bandage over Helena’s shoulder. Then she moved on to the next patient.
Helena let go of Mitch’s hand and straightened her clothing. “Did you fly in?”
“No, I drove straight through as soon as I heard.”
“Long trip.”
“Yeah.”
He asked about her wound, and she told him she’d been attacked by a lion. He was glad she wasn’t more seriously injured.
They fell into an awkward silence. Mitch knew he had to say something or risk losing her. She might already be lost. “I can’t blame you for…whatever happened with that guy. I don’t like it, but I understand. I’ve been gone for months. Even before I left, we were struggling. I wasn’t providing for you.”
“I didn’t care about that—”
“I wasn’t satisfying you.”
She fell silent, unable to disagree.
He soldiered on, with difficulty. “I knew you weren’t happy, and I knew the long-distance thing wasn’t working out, but I didn’t expect this.”
“Neither did I.”
“I feel like a fool.”
“No,” she said. “You’re not.”
“I am. I left a beautiful woman alone and unfulfilled.”
She shook her head in denial.
“I thought you’d miss me.”
“I did.”
“You have a funny way of showing it.”
Her mouth twisted with regret.
“You didn’t ask me to come back,” he said.
“You didn’t ask me to move to Denver, either.”
“Would you have considered it?”
“No.”
“You always loved your elephants more than me.”
“That’s not true,” she said, but it was a weak protest. When the going got tough between them, she’d retreated into work.
So had he.
He rubbed a hand over his mouth, pensive. “My boss has been looking into a new job site in Southern California. I might be able to transfer.”
She stared at him in shock.
“I was hoping to surprise you with the news in person.” They’d scheduled a visit for early summer because he hadn’t been able to get away over the holidays. “I can see that I shouldn’t have waited.”
“Why did you?”
“I wasn’t sure you wanted me back, to be honest. You’ve been distant. We haven’t talked about staying together.”
“We haven’t talked much, period.”
“I know,” he said. “I take responsibility for that. This is all my fault.”
“It’s not your fault.”
“I left you unattended.”
“And I dug under the fence?”
He didn’t understand what she meant, but he was determined to win her back. "You made a mistake. I can overlook it.”
She inhaled a sharp breath. “You can?”
“I still love you.”
His romantic declaration didn’t seal the deal. If anything, she seemed even more upset, as if his words pained her. “I’m sorry,” she said, shaking her head. “Even before you left, we’d drifted apart. I should have been honest about my feelings back then. The only thing I can do is be honest now. I’m