**David's POV **
Wait a minute. Did she kiss me? I don't understand; everything I just told her, I would have expected her to think less of me. Not only was she not upset with me, but she kissed me. I can't even explain the sensation working its way through me.
Nothing has made me feel like this, well, at least not in the past ten years. I pulled away breathless. "What was that for? Don't get me wrong; I enjoyed every second of it, but I don't understand. Why aren't you angry with how I handle things?"
"Were you not listening to me? You have shouldered this burden for years, but it wasn't your fault. You didn't plan the attack on your wife. You are all victims; it is not fair to blame yourself. Plus, I think you may have shared how you really feel about the situation with me. That is all I wanted; I grew up being lied to a manipulated. Good or bad, I need you to be truthful with me."
