Heartache Falls

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Author: Emily March
Tags: Fiction, General, Romance, Contemporary, Contemporary Women
bedding. After a brief search, she made her selection, filled in her credit card and delivery information, then defiantly clicked the button to confirm the purchase. She was breathing as if she’d run a marathon.
    “What do you think you’re doing?”
    It wasn’t the question that prodded her temper but the tone. Clipped and condescending and challenging, all in six little words.
    “I’m looking up omelet recipes,” she returned in as snotty a voice as she could manage. Then she snapped her fingers and added, “Oh, no, wait. That wasn’t it. I almost forgot. Eggs make me deathly ill. Actually, I was looking at porn. You see, my sex life has been lacking of late.”
    “Alison!” He stood in the doorway looking shocked, unhappy, and annoyed.
    Her chin came up. “Guess that wasn’t funny, was it, Mac? Okay, fine. What I really did on your computer just now was buy a down blanket for my bed tokeep me warm at night. You can sleep on the couch forever for all I care.”
    “What is wrong with you?” He took a step into the room, his gray eyes a winter storm bearing down upon her, bitterly cold and dangerous.
    “What is wrong with me?” she repeated. In that moment, she finally found the strength—or maybe surrendered to the weakness—and stepped out from behind the desk, folded her arms, and confronted the elephant in the room. “You don’t sleep with me anymore. We haven’t made love in months. I don’t know, Judge Timberlake. You’re the one with all the answers. What is wrong with me?”
    “Oh, for God’s sake,” he said with disgust and a scowl. “Have you been taking your hormones?”
    Ali sucked in an audible breath. At that moment, she truly hated him.
    She rushed toward the door. When she passed near him, Mac reached out and grabbed her by the arm just above her elbow. Not hard enough to bruise, but firmly. Flames of anger had replaced the coldness in his eyes.
    Ali looked down at his hand. “Let go. You’re hurting me.”
    He dropped her arm as if scalded and stepped away. When his gaze dropped to the spot where he’d held her, Ali wanted to smirk. She knew the man. He thought she’d accused him of physically hurting her. Was he worried she would call the cops? Charge the irreproachable judge with domestic violence?
    As furious as she was at him, she would never do that. Mac Timberlake was many things, but he’dnever been the least bit physically abusive. Not with the kids and not with her. The man never, ever lost control.
    The devil in her urged her to push him, to prod him, to make him lose control. She’d like to make him lose control. At least that would mean he still cared.
    Even as she debated her response, the anger left his face and he schooled his expression into an increasingly familiar passionless mask. Standing with his hands relaxed at his sides, he said quietly, “I don’t want to fight with you, Ali.”
    With that, the temper drained from her, too, leaving her exhausted, weary, and worn. Defeated.
    In that defeat, she needed to know exactly how much she had lost. Ask him. Get it over with. Find out once and for all . She licked her lips. “Are you having an affair, Mac?”
    His head jerked up and his gaze met hers, steady and piercing. “No.”
    Those gray eyes didn’t waver, and she believed him. He was telling her the truth. It wasn’t another woman after all.
    She waited to feel a sense of relief. During the past few months, for the first time in their marriage, she had worried about his fidelity. However, relief didn’t come. If not another woman … “Then what’s wrong, Mac? What is wrong with us ?”
    His square jaw hardened and he closed his eyes. “I don’t know.”
    That she did not believe.
    Now that she’d finally lobbed the stinky fish ontothe table, she had to try again. They had to acknowledge the problem and confront it in order to fix it. “People say you’re one of the most brilliant minds in the country. I’ve even heard murmurs that
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