I'm Not in Love (Once Upon a Winter Book 2) by Tilly Tennant Page A

only thing she could do was ignore it.
    ‘I know… don’t remind me.’
    ‘Don’t remind you? She’s your wife!’
    ‘I don’t know her!’ Mitchell said. ‘I’m married to a woman I don’t know!’
    ‘That will come back in time.’ Hannah’s voice was softer now.
    ‘It might, but I don’t think it will change anything. I don’t feel like I know her because I get the feeling things were already wrong between us, even before the accident. But I know you. And I can’t get you out of my head. I sit down to eat with Martine and I want it to be you, I go to bed with Martine and I want to go to bed with you, I come home from work and Martine kisses me but I want it to be you…’
    ‘This is ridiculous! You don’t know me either.’
    ‘Maybe. But I know you more than I know her right now. I feel like I can trust you more too. There’s something she’s not telling me…’
    ‘You and Martine have a past together. You married her for a reason, in sickness and in health. You’re sick right now, and she’s doing her best for you. That has to be enough, doesn’t it?’
    ‘But it isn’t. Why do I have to accept that, make the best of a bad job? Where’s the rule that says I have to do that?’
    ‘You might think you want me now,’ Hannah said, her voice shaking with the emotion she was trying to hold back, ‘but what happens when your memory comes back and you remember why you were in love with Martine? What happens when you want her again? Do I just step aside?’
    ‘It won’t happen.’
    ‘You can’t know that for sure!’
    ‘So… what we just did… you didn’t want to…’
    ‘Of course I wanted it, you stupid git! I want to shag your brains out right here on the side of the road… but that doesn’t make it right. And it doesn’t make for a happy ending, does it, not when you’re already spoken for.’
    Mitchell ran a hand through his hair and let out a huge sigh. ‘I don’t know what to think. All I can tell you is what I feel right now. My head is a mess, but my heart is telling me that I need you, not Martine, in my life. The only time anything feels right is when I’m with you.’
    ‘Stop it, please. You don’t know what you’re saying.’
    ‘But I do. That’s just it, I really do. How can I be mistaken when I feel it so strongly?’
    ‘What about Martine?’
    ‘I’ll leave her.’
    ‘Now you are talking rubbish. You can’t leave her for a woman you’ve just met.’
    ‘
She’s
a woman I’ve just met.’
    ‘This is ridiculous.’
    Mitchell took her by the arms and searched her face. ‘Tell me you don’t want me and I’ll go.’
    ‘I’m not playing this game.’
    ‘Who said I was playing? I’ve never been more serious.’
    ‘Mitchell, I…’
    They both spun around at the sound of a car roaring in their direction.
    ‘Martine…’ Mitchell breathed as the Audi sped down the road towards them. Hannah felt sick. A minute or two earlier and Martine would have seen everything. Was this whoHannah was now – the other woman, who snuck around with husbands who didn’t belong to her? It certainly wasn’t who she wanted to be.
    The car pulled up beside them and Martine wound the window down.
    ‘I told you to wait,’ Mitchell frowned. ‘I said I’d be back.’
    ‘I got sick of waiting,’ Martine snapped back. ‘That’s all I seem to do these days – wait around for you…’ she threw an irritated glance in Hannah’s direction.
    ‘You’ve been drinking,’ Mitchell added.
    ‘Yes, I have. Is that a shock to you?’
    ‘Don’t be so facetious. I just can’t believe you’ve been stupid enough to drive.’
    ‘I’m stupid?’ Martine squeaked. ‘
I’m
stupid? I’m not the one wandering about on deserted country roads on the coldest night of the year.’ She pressed her lips together so hard that Hannah thought they might disappear. ‘Another habit you seem to have picked up.’
    ‘I told you I was coming to look for Hannah and then I’d be