Chapters (66)
- Cover
- Praise
- About the Author
- Also by Rachael Johns
- Title Page
- Dedication
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Chapter 58
- Epilogue
- Acknowledgements
At the shock on my face, Megan said, ‘You’re not alone. A recent survey estimated that fifteen to twenty per cent of marriages are in the same boat as you, but only five to seven per cent of the people in those marriages are happy with that. More often than not the partners are not on the same page.’
My eyelids felt scratchy and I leaned forward and snatched a tissue from the box. ‘Adrian left me because he wants to have sex with other people. Do you think I could have avoided all this if we’d just had more sex?’
How hard would it have been to lie back and think of England for the wellbeing of my husband, and thus my family, once in a while?
‘I can’t pretend to know what Adrian’s reasons were without talking to him, but you need to try and work out why the sex dried up in the first place. Usually a lack of intimacy is a symptom of something deeper. Was it you or him that stopped initiating sex? Or both of you?’
I tried to think but came up blank and shrugged.
‘Do you think you stopped having sex because you weren’t feeling particularly amorous anymore or because you were no longer attracted to him?’
‘No. Adrian is still the sexiest man I know.’
‘Okay then, but how about you? Do you still feel sexy? Attractive? Does he make you feel wanted? Desirable?’
Again, I took some time, trying to remember the last time Adrian had told me I looked good or cuddled me when it wasn’t going to lead to sex. ‘Not really, I guess, if I’m being honest. When we first got together, he constantly told me how hot I looked, and he’d been unable to keep his hands off me, but … maybe I haven’t been as gushy or affectionate as I should have been either?’
‘So somewhere along the line, perhaps you’ve both stopped feeding your relationship. A marriage is like a well-oiled machine, each member represents a vital part and each part needs to be serviced and fine-tuned.’ Megan paused. ‘What was your childhood like?’
Her question gave me whiplash. Weren’t we just talking about sex? ‘My childhood?’
‘Yes. Was it happy? Did you have siblings?’