Ice and Fire

Chapter 3 ~ Samantha

Without turning I addressed my ex-husband with great exasperation in my voice. "What are you doing here William?"

"We need to talk." He moved closer to me and I took a step back.

"Please William, go!"

« I wanted to see you. »

"Well you have seen me, now you can go." Still had my back to him. Trying real hard to keep calm.

"Sam." He placed a hand on my arm and turned me to face him.

"What? What do you want from me?" He always knew how to push my buttons and I always fell for them.

"Can you just give me a few minutes? We were once married. Had a life together."

Defeated I accepted his request and we walked in silence, but our body language said more than spoken words. Not far from the hotel there was an all-night old fashion diner. We took far corner booth one at each side of the table. The waiter welcomed us and handed us a menu.

As I sat there I thought that this was not how I wanted to end my night. I had hoped to be in Lachlan's bed, in his arms, anywhere just as long as I was not here with William talking about our dead son cause, God forbid we talk about the one that did not have a chance to be born. I did not need this, not tonight, not now. When I was finally getting my head back in the game.

"Have you made your choice?" Asked our waiter.

"I'll have a double bacon cheese burger, fries and a coke."

Looking my way, the waiter kindly asked, "And you Dr. Thornsdale? The usual? Or something different?"

"The usual for me Keith. Thank you." This was a place I knew well. If I was not eating at the hospital or the hotel I was here. I could always come here and work in silence and no one would bother me.

He smiled and took the menus from us.

"The guy with the limo is that your new man?"

"What do you want William?" How did he know about Lachlan? I did not want to talk to my ex-husband about Lachlan. This was none of his business. I never asked him about his mistress when we were married. Hell not even when she took him away from his dying son. So why would I talk to him about my very new relationship with Lachlan? Why in hell does he believe I would talk to him about it?

"What can't I make small talk? We have not spoken nor seen each other for some time."

"I don't have time for small talk. Just get to the point William." I played with my phone going over my mails. I know it's impolite, but I just didn't want to care to be kind.

"I needed to see you. You can't go through this by yourself. We were once very happily married."

"Yes we were, but that is in the past. No more William. I don't want to listen to your lies anymore. Enough is enough. Go back. I've started a new life." I was getting ready to leave, but he stopped me.

"A new life with...with that guy? I know you better than anyone. He's not what you need."

I leaned forward looking him right in the eyes. "You don't know me anymore you have no more right to know my business. And how the hell do you know what I need? You've never known what I needed." With every word my anger was rising. "This is the same conversation we have been having for the past 5 years. Every single year!!"

"You were always so independently tough. Never needing anyone."

"I've always been like this. You knew who I was. I have never been anything else to you since we met back in high school. I've never lied about who I was. Fuck! You changed after we married and I had David, but I still was the same."