“And
what
about
the
fact
that
I
love
you?”
She
shrugged.
“I
believe
you
like
sleeping
with
me,
but
I
find
it
hard
to
believe
that
you
really
love
me,
Storm.”
She
sighed
deeply
when
he
didn’t
say
anything
but
continued
to
stare
at
her.
“We
agreed
that
we
would
end
things
between
us
whenever
I
was
ready,”
she
finally
said
to
break
the
silence.
“Well,
I’m
ready.
For
us
to
continue
seeing
each
other
will
only
complicate
matters.”
“Complicate
matters
like
hell!”
he
said,
his
voice
rising.
“I
tell
you
that
I
love
you
and
that
I
want
to
marry
you
and
give
you
the
baby
you
want,
and
you’re
telling
me
that
you
don’t
believe
a
word
of
it
and
to
get
out
of
your
life?
And
to
top
things
off,
you
plan
to
continue
with
this
crazy
scheme
to
have
a
baby
from
a
man
who
not
only
doesn’t
love
you,
but
a
man
you
don’t
even
know?”
“I
don’t
owe
you
an
explanation
for
anything
I
do,
Storm.
And
considering
everything,
it
would
be
best
if
you
left.”
Storm
stared
at
her
for
a
moment,
then
moved
past
her
to
the
bedroom.
Moments
later,
fully
dressed,
he
came
back
into
the
living
room.
He
stood
in
front
of
her
and
said
softly,
“I
hope
that
one
day
you’ll
take
your
blinders
off.
Maybe
then
you’ll
recognize
your
Mr.
Right
when
he
comes
and
stands
right
in
front
of
you.”
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