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The Price of Love
by AshleyTara

CHAPTER 2
Bennet House

"Grace! I’m home, honey," Sam called to his wife as he opened the front door.

Grace smiled and waved at him from her spot on couch while she was talking on the phone.

"Okay, I’ll see you there in half an hour. Bye," Grace said before she hung-up the phone and turned to her husband. She put her arms around his neck and gave Sam a light kiss.

Sam loved Grace so much. He couldn’t imagine not being with her or having her in his life.

"Who were you talking to, honey," Sam inquired.

"Mmmmm," Grace was still holding onto him, "Ivy. I’m meeting her at the shop in half an hour to help her find a few things."

Sam pulled away slightly and stiffened when he heard Ivy’s name.

Grace sensed his tension, "Sam, is something wrong?"

He smiled and looked down at her, "No, I was just looking forward to spending the evening alone with you since kids won’t be back from camping until tomorrow."

"Oh, is that all? Well, I’m sure it won’t take long. Ivy likes almost everything in the shop and she buys just as much. She’s such a kind person, Sam. She made it possible for us to go on our second honeymoon to the ski lodge after she bought all those gifts for Julian’s business acquaintances. I just wish she could be as happy as we are."

Sam was silent for a moment as he remembered that weekend. Ivy had come to him in the night while Grace was sleeping and dragged him into her own room adjoining his and Grace’s. He could still smell the jasmine flowers she had ordered for her room and the way she had let her robe fall to the floor, revealing soft creamy skin…. He almost fell into the love they had shared and the romance when he looked down and saw the ring on her left hand and remembered. It was the wedding ring she gotten when she married Julian. He then remembered his own wedding band and vows and had left Ivy alone that night. It was a good thing too, because later Julian had come and accused Ivy and Sam of having an affair before he had seen that Grace was there. It was all for the best. Ivy had been the one to break things off. She had left him, and although it hurt at the time, he was happy now and more bitter about the past than ever. Or so he tried to tell himself.

What had Julian come to the lodge for in the first place? He was sure that it wasn’t to have a romantic getaway as Grace had suggested and Julian and Ivy agreed to. ‘But why do I care,’ Sam thought to himself. Ivy had married Julian, not him. ‘It’s her fault she’s with him and that she’s miserable,’ he told himself. ‘She’s the one who broke off our relationship without an explanation.’ Well, not a believable one, anyway. None of that mattered now. It was in the past, and Sam was happy, even if Ivy wasn’t. But he still didn’t know why she had left him….

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