I Love My Husband But....

Chapter 18

* I had just awaken from a nap that I didn't know I was taking, and I, turn to the side to lay my daughter down, because she had fallen asleep on top of me. (something she likes to do every now and again) Since everything is done around the house and I'm bored. I decide to take a walk around the yard to get some fresh air. I was feeling down and I have no idea why. I guess it could be that I missed my talks with Willis. (Or the fact that I cheated on my husband)

"I guess you didn't like the club since you haven't been back," says Alex with a smirk. "I had a great time, I just didn't want to make it a habit, and it's a lounge not a club," "No one is dancing and there is a live band," "It's really nice," He doesn't say anything. (Could he suspect me of cheating?) "I might go next Saturday because a Brandon Rant will be there" I signed up for their emails so I'll know when my favorite artists will be there. The only thing is, I signed up before I had s*x with him, so I don't know if I'll ever go there again unless I knew for sure that he won't be there. Maybe I'll look for another place similar even if I have to go a little farther than the next town over.

"I love you" I say to my husband as I hug him. (No I'm not saying it just because I feel guilty) I actually do love him and I haven't said it in a while. Truthfully he hasn't either, and that gives me even more reason to say it. "I love you too" he says with a smirk then he gives me a peck on the lips. I tickle him until he does his goofy laugh, then I stop to pick Luci up because she wants to be a part of the fun too.   

A couple of weeks had passed and after the fiftieth time of trying to dodge him. I finally decide to stop running and I made up my mind to tell him to back off. And if, he didn't I would just ignore him. I also decided to do it because my husband may also start to wonder why I haven't been to my favorite spot after a while. I wonder how long it would take him to realize I haven't been trying to ditch them. 

Me and my husband are doing better, but, I was still missing my talks with Willis. If I could I would kick myself for messing up what we had. (A great friendship) I mean yeah, I blushed and saw him as very sexy and tempting, but I wouldn't have done anything with him, if I, would have known how I would have felt afterwards. If I would have ever thought that we'd really sleep together.

I was strolling my favorite isle like I used to without fear of seeing him, because... I don't know why. (I guess I was trying to prove to myself that I could dodge him and go back to my normal life) He would be just like the other men that I had ignored. 

I blow out a breath and decide to go because I can't find anything that I like. "Mam!" yells someone from behind me almost out of breath. Well it sounded like they were. I was going to keep walking because I didn't think he could be talking to me but surprise he was. 

"Mam I uh... need to talk to you for a second," says a curly haired red headed bag boy. "Okay," "Are you okay,?" I ask alarmed since he looks as if he works here and he also looks young. He may need money for a ride home. "Yes mam, I'm fine it's just that I have this friend" "Okay does he need help?" "Yeah, can you wait a minute he's on his way," he says nervously. 

"Does he work here?" I ask as I look at my watch. "No mam" he says as he looks around. I don't look around because I don't want to seem impatient and truthfully, I have nothing to do anyways. That is why I have to tell Willis to back off when I see him, because I need to get back into my old routine. Maybe it will help me feel like my old self.  

"Hey man," "Here she is," says the young guy as he looks behind me. "Thanks buddy," says the heart stopping voice as he shakes the guys hand. "Please don't be mad Jess," he says as he looks into my wide surprised eyes. I am too shocked to speak. 

"We need to talk" "Yes Sir, we certainly do," I say upset that he did all this. "I can't believe you had him to do all this?!" I whisper loudly. "I didn't know how else to talk to you," 'You're always so quick to get rid of me" I roll my eyes as I blow out a breath. "He also tells me when you're here," "You stalker!" I say surprised. "Come see me and I'll tell you why," he says as he says as he grabs my hand. "Okay but don't text me," I say as I pull my hand back and I look down to make sure I actually did because sometimes it doesn't. I guess I should be happy he did it this way instead of contacting my phone. Ugh, I still don't know why I gave him my number. (Oh yeah, because I didn't think he'd call or be so clingy) (I was also in a good mood because of him)

"Okay, tell me you crazy person" "You crazy person" he says with a smirk. I try not to smile but I can't help it. "I'm serious Sir" "Tell me why you did all this," I say with a smile on my lips, and angry eyebrows.

"Jess if I would have known that sleeping with you would have caused you to stop talking to me, I never would have done it," he says as he grabs my hands. "As hard as it was trying to keep my hands off of you, I would have tried harder," I don't say anything because I don't know what to say.

He bends down to softly kiss my lips then he hugs me. "I really miss our talks," "Me too" I say as I hug him back. "Well lets just do that then" "Lets go back to the way we were, before the best night of my life happened," I don't say anything because I'm speechless. (It was also the best night of my life) (But he doesn't have to know that)

"So we're friends again?" I ask as I look up at him. "I am more than happy being friends with you" "Okay then... well I'll... see you around" I say feeling awkward. "Do you want to go to the lounge again on Saturday?" At first my eyes get big then I block out that images of that night and I can think again.

 "Maybe next Saturday Brandon Rant, will be there" "You like him huh" "Yes" "Why do you not like him?" "Well his head is pretty big and his ears stick out too far" "I don't know how all the ladies like him," I laugh "Sir, you are very mean," "He is not bad looking" "I guess you have a type," "Hey, my husband's head isn't-" "Well his ears don't stick out too far," "If you say so" he says with a smirk. 

(Well everyone can't be as handsome as you) Is what I wanted to say, but I won't dare because I don't want to ruin our friendship again.