Begin Again novel Chapter 144

His first appointment was with Linda. But today, he was brimming with wonderful news and no concerns to share.

He spent the first ten minutes of his session updating his therapist on their evening with Vic Randolph and his trophy wife and the end result.

"Linda, I finally made love to Eden! and it was fucking phenomenal!" He announced as he stood up and did a victory pose. "I feel so fucking alive!"

His therapist was scribbling furiously in her notepad now, barely looking up at him, and Liam wanted to jump up and snatch the book from her and chuck it out of the window.

He tried to get her attention by clapping his hands, annoyed as fuck at her lack of enthusiasm. "This is not the reaction I was hoping for!"

"What about other women?" Linda barely reacted to the loud sound of his palms snapping together in front of her face.

"What about them?" Liam shot back as he fell back on the couch, silently wondering if she ever lost her shit. She was always calm and unfazed.

Linda paused in the middle of jotting something down and chewed the bottom end of her pen thoughtfully before she carried on in her low voice. "When Eden first came back, you mentioned you wanted to sleep with other women besides her. Do you still feel the same way?"

God no, Liam shuddered at the memory. If he could erase that cruel, foolish part of himself, he would. He desperately wished he hadn't said half the shit he said back then. But in his defence, it was before he realised that Eden's all he's ever wanted and all he'll ever need.

"I think I know why I couldn't touch other women," he said as he leaned forward in his seat and laced his hands together in front of him. "Because in my heart, Eden's the only one I wanted."

A huge self-satisfied smile lit up Linda's face. It was as clear as day she's pretty chuffed with herself because for two years, this is what she'd tried to get him to admit, and he was hell-bent on hating Eden, on blaming her for all his problems.

At that moment, Liam wanted to wipe the smirk off her face.

"I'm in love with her," he admitted at last. "Probably have been since I met her that night at Crush, and maybe that's why it cut me so deep when she ran."

Linda nodded but didn't say anything for some time. The scribbling had stopped too, and Liam realised he didn't like it at all, seeing her so subdued. It made him nervous.

"I think our work is done here, Liam," she said after a long pause.

Liam checked his Rolex and frowned. They still had thirty minutes, but, eager to get the hell out there so he can get to work and find a dark corner for his make-out session with Eden, he smiled at her anyway, "Sure, I'll see you same time next week then."

"No," Linda shook her head. "I mean, we've worked through your issues. You came to see me because of your fear of intimate relationships. You seem to have worked through all of that now, and I don't think you need me anymore."

Liam disagreed with her clinical observations.

He was not ready to stop seeing her.