(The Right Kind of Wrong, Book 3)
SPOILERS FOR THE RIGHT KIND OF WRONG
After years in jail and endless guilt, Hannah Carson has a new shot at life. What will she do when she realizes that nothing is how it was? She has to start over; from having eve...
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Hannah
"Are you sure you're going to be okay?"
Derek rolled his eyes at me for the hundredth time. My first full day at the gallery had arrived, and though part of me felt excited, the other part of me hated having to leave my babies for a full day. I wanted to stay with them forever. Nathan hadn't pressured me into going back to the gallery—in fact, he'd insisted I take as much time necessary. However, I wanted to work. I'd spent my whole life working without depending on anyone, and I didn't want to start now. I wanted to work to help Derek so we could build our life together. I would only be working a few days a week at the gallery, but even then I knew I would miss being with my girls.
Knowing the storm brewing in my mind, Derek approached me, bringing me out of my thoughts as he placed his hands on my shoulders. "We'll be fine," he comforted, his lips tilting up. His eyes lit up when he glanced toward our daughters who sat on the floor playing. "Will you be okay though?"
Oh, wrong question to ask.
My heart raced at the memory of the last time I'd driven; the sound of the crash quickly invading my mind. It would always be a vivid memory, no matter how much time passed by. Derek sensed this and pressed a kiss on my forehead.
"I can drive you, if you want."
fI heard the underlying words.
Let me take you.
Make it back home to me.
I couldn't keep putting it off. Driving terrified me now, but confronting my fears was inevitable. One by one I would work through every insecurity that taunted me, and with Derek by my side, they didn't stay a chance.
"I love you, Hannah. If you need anything at all call me, I'll go get you wherever you are, okay?"
I nodded, placing my head over his heart and listening the sweet sound. I loved him and our family and for them I would fight through whatever life threw at us.
"You too. Call me if you have any questions about the girls."
Derek grinned, locking lips with me. "We'll be fine. Message me when you get there, hm?"
"Will you have dinner ready for me?"
I played with the collar of his shirt, giving him a teasing look. If it had been up to me, I would have spent all day and night in his arms, but responsibilities called.
"I'll have dinner and something else for you," he murmured before kissing me again.
***
When I arrived at the gallery it was still alone. Nathan wasn't there yet, not that I expected him to be. Nathan would typically get there an hour or two after me, and by then I would have almost everything done.
