บท 77: Chapter 77

“I’ve thought about what you told me. About living on a wheel, I mean. I can see some sense to it.”

“You are going to be a father now. Doesn’t that change your thinking?”

“Some. But I’ll be a good husband and father. I’ll love them both. But you need…”

“Do not deceive yourself. What you are asking is not for my benefit. If we are to do this thing again, it must be because you wish it—without reservation. When you arrive at that conclusion, then perhaps.”

Andre fell silent while I finished my bath. When I rose from the tub, he moved up behind me, draped a towel around my shoulders, and began drying my back. The rubbing turned into a caress, the caress, into an embrace. I felt his breath in my ear.

“Without reservation,” he whispered.

There was a pain in my chest as I responded to him. “Are you certain?”