It's been a week since my slip up with not having Lindsey's dinner ready and things have gotten worse. Now I make sure I start Lindsey's dinner on time and have it ready for him.

That's what I am doing now. I'm cooking lasagna tonight and it's almost ready. I thank god that at least Lindsey doesn't complain about my cooking. My mother taught me well.

As I place our dinner plates on the dining room table, I stiffen when I hear the front door open. I take a deep breath and relax the best I can.
I quickly grab our drinks and come back as Lindsey takes a seat. I place his drink in front of him and I am taken by surprise when he says thank you.

"You're welcome." I say softly.

We eat our dinner without saying another word. I notice Lindsey isn't really eating but I don't ask what's wrong. That's until he suddenly starts to cry. I see his tears roll down his cheeks and I stare worriedly.

"Lindsey?" I say as I put down my fork.
Lindsey stands then kneels down in front of me. He surprises me even more and scares me a little when he hugs me and places his head on my lap.
I sit still not sure what to do.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry..." he repeats over and over.

I don't say anything, I just run my fingers through his curls as the only way to soothe him. He finally cries himself out then looks up at me.

"I'm so sorry for the way I've been treating you Steph. There's no excuse and I should have never put my hands on you physically. I will never forgive myself for treating you...so horribly! Please forgive me. Please give me a chance to prove to you that I'm a better man. I love you Stephanie." Lindsey sobbed.
"I love you too Lindsey." I said.

After that day, Lindsey has changed; he is the same man that I fell in love with and the same person I married.

I'm not going to lie, I am weary of Lindsey's sudden change but for now I keep my mouth shut and relish in being loved and cared for once again. Lindsey has even taken time off of work to pamper me; he cooks for me and even cleans. I look at him and can't help but fall more in love with him.

Six weeks have passed now and Lindsey and I are laying wrapped in each other arms after we made love for the first time in years. We smile wide and neither of us want to get out of bed. Lindsey covers us with our blanket and we just lay here until my stomach rumbles.

We chuckle then Lindsey kisses my lips and says. "I'll go make us some lunch. I'll be back."
I nod and watch him put on some boxers then walk out of our bedroom.

I curl on my side and can't keep the smile off of my face. It felt so good making love to Lindsey again. He was so gentle and loving.

Suddenly, something washes over me and have to sit up because the feeling overcomes me. It feels like dread and I can't explain it. As quickly it came, the feeling vanishes.

Tears roll down my cheek and I get the feeling that what Lindsey and I have won't last. I rush to the bathroom to get myself freshened up. I don't want to Lindsey to find out that I have been crying. I don't want to ruin our day.

When I return to my bedroom I'm wearing my silk robe. I sit down on my bed and wait for Lindsey.

He comes back a few minutes later carrying a tray of food and he is all smiles. I push the negative thoughts away and smile back. We eat our lunch and soon after we are making love once again.

Two weeks have passed and Lindsey has been acting off. He hasn't returned to how he used to be. He's still gentle but, he's definitely pushing me away.

The day goes on as usual and I decide to cook dinner tonight. When I move to get up, Lindsey stops me and holds me to him for a moment longer. We've been sitting on the sofa wrapped in each other's arms since Lindsey had gotten home. He went in for half a day and wanted to spend the rest of the day at home with me.

Lindsey suddenly pulls away and says. "Stephanie...I love you with all my heart. I never wanted to hurt you."
"Lindsey, it's okay! I love you and I forgave you already for before." I said as I gently caressed his cheek.
He closes his eyes and leans into my touch.
He sighs and says. "No...that's not...Stevie, there's something I have to tell you."