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CELESTE I pushed my chair back and stood up. My heart was beating faster than it had any right to. "This might be the pain talking. I know that. But tell me you wouldn't want to see the look on their faces if they found out we were having an affair." Dominic pushed off the doorframe and moved toward me slowly. "An affair." "Yes." I held his gaze. "An affair. No strings. No feelings. Just two people who got dealt the same hand giving their partners exactly what they deserve."

I set the spoon down on the coffee table, sat back on the couch and stared at the wall. Zara and I had argued before. We had said sharp things to each other but always found our way back because that was simply what we did. But. Reid has a girlfriend? I pressed my hand flat against my knee and laughed short and sharp, entirely without humor and suddenly the couch felt dirty. Some people really had the nerve.

The outfit made the dance, I openly admired her beauty and grace. Over coconut shrimp and ribs we talked about the apartment. The furnishings and such made it look like a students residence from at least a decade ago, a messy mismatched arrangement but with clean floors. In fact it was not borrowed, it was a secret gift from a wealthy lover with an even bigger secret. To start things off I asked the question about an affair in general. Is it more tawdry in one's own bed, or in a borrowed bed?

He had to sell most of his properties including their house to pay the bills and clear their debts while he had to start from scratch again. Anita has always been so attached to her elder sister since then till now. "There is this cool guy that I met with on a dating app and I think I am into him." Anita confesses to her sister. "How about your boyfriend? Don't you like him anymore?" Yamileth asks her as they walk down the road. "We broke up." Anita replies with a sad countenance. "Why? When was that?" Yamileth asks her in surprise. "Last week." Anita replies.

Then she opened her mouth to speak again. "I'm still single because I promised him that I'd never fall in love again. He was such a nice guy, and I owe him so much. If he wasn't married to anyone, I'd marry him in a heartbeat. It's just that things aren't going our way. But he did make a positive difference in my life. As a result of that affair, I'm now financially secure for life," she says. She ended her sad story with a smile that never made it to her eyes.

This is bad and who is going to help me, I turned to the wide open door thinking if I can make a run for it unfortunately he trailed my gaze and kick the door close with his foot. Great a fucking predator and I'm his prey, "What exactly do you want?" I wanted to stall enough time because I know Tristan is on his way back, "I told you I want you, You can't married to my cousin then we can't be together or do you want to be having an affair outside your marriage?" He kept coming closer and I hated the fact that I'm close to the wall now if I'm trapped then it's the end.

“Fine. But if I’m going to bitch to you about West, then first you need to tell me what happened with your girlfriend back in California.” Wren groaned and turned away from me. “Oh, no. Tell me. Now.” If I was going to have an awkward conversation, so was he. The bartender brought us another round of tequilas. We drank them and I clapped my hands together. “Okay, Wren. Spill.” Wren was quiet for a few minutes and I started picking at our food that the bartender brought us. I could sense the tenseness in the shoulders and I started to feel bad that I forced him to tell me. Just as I was about to tell him to forget it, he started talking.

It was a challenging process, filled with moments of doubt and introspection, but it was necessary for our personal growth and the restoration of trust. As time passed, we began to see the beauty in the imperfections of our relationships. We understood that love was not a flawless concept, but rather a messy and complicated journey. The affair, once a source of pain and confusion, became a catalyst for growth and self-reflection, a testament to the resilience of the human spirit.

I like that I had someone to call DAD. “I have news, my girl,” he said, sitting on the bed beside me. My eyes lit up, and I watched him, waiting. “I found the connection you were looking for,” he said, and I nodded enthusiastically. “It seems affairs are quite rife here.” he shook his head, and those words startled me even though I tried to maintain a calm composure. The kiss I had shared with Blaine could not be considered an affair, right? We were both in the process of getting a divorce from our spouses.