As they drove to the clinic, Hannah glanced over at her husband several times, amused by how well his personality was portrayed in his facial features. His chin was nothing short of arrogant. His jaw was as sharply chiseled as his pride. His eyes and nose and mouth – every part of him gave the overall impression of strength and power. Yet he was a stranger to her, sharing little of his thoughts and even less of himself. She felt like an intruder into his life, extra baggage he was forced to drag around with him.
Riley must have felt her scrutiny, and when he returned her look, she blushed and dropped her gaze to her lap, then waited a moment before nonchalantly glancing at him again.
She felt dangerously close to repeating everything she'd learned that morning from Cheryl Morgan. She would have if she hadn't been anxious to learn how long it would take Riley to tell her of his plans. She was his wife, although she was more certain than ever that he didn't want her in his life and only tolerated her presence. No, Hannah decided, she'd say nothing. She would play his waiting game.
Riley was anxious about Hannah's health. He'd never known anyone could be so pale. Her coloring had something to do with it; but it was more than that, far more, and he was concerned. He intended on talking to the doctor, to reassure himself she'd be all right while he was out to sea.
The fact he'd be gone for a few weeks didn't sit well with him, either. He hadn't broken the news to her yet, delaying the inevitable as long as possible for fear of upsetting her. There'd been enough upheaval in their lives in the past few weeks without this. When it came right down to it, Riley realized he'd rather not leave Hannah, but the training schedule wasn't optional. Damn little in the Navy was.
Riley loved the sea, loved life aboard the nuclear-powered submarine, the USS Atlantis. But he didn't want to leave Hannah. Not so soon. Not yet.
He'd had several days to assimilate what he'd learned about her and her former fiancé. It didn't sit well with him that Hannah loved another man. He tried not to think about it, to push the other man to the far reaches of his mind and pretend Jerry had never existed. It was the only way Riley could deal with knowing Hannah might be married to him, but she would never truly belong to him.