“I get it. I shouldn’t have mentioned your mustache.”
“That isn’t all you did.”
He sighed.
“Fine. I’m sorry everyone got so upset.”
I shook my head.
“That’s not an apology.”
“What?”
“You’re apologizing for our reaction, not for what you said.”
He looked toward our sons.
Neither spoke.
I took a breath.
“Wade, I leaned over to kiss you because I love you. You acted disgusted by me. Then you made me feel foolish for being hurt.”
His eyes dropped.
“I wasn’t trying to hurt you.”
“But you did.”
I continued.
“And the worst part is that I knew what you’d say when I told you. It means I’ve gotten used to you dismissing my feelings.”
Wade frowned.
“That’s not fair.”
“Do you remember the blue dress I changed out of before Beverly’s birthday dinner?”
He blinked.
“Barely.”
“You said I looked like I was trying too hard. Tobin remembered it, too.”
