How Does a Moment Last Forever? by Jenna Michaelson

Author:Jenna Michaelson [Michaelson, Jenna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781982991609
Publisher: Happy Ever After Publishing
Published: 2018-05-31T05:00:00+00:00

Zane - There isn’t much to say, apart from the fact, she makes a cracking Chicken and Leek Pie. (Jen, what’s for dinner? I’m hungry now!)

As for hiding my car keys. No surprise there, as my wife will employ whatever means necessary when she has to. That’s one of the reasons I adore her. She is as devious as I am.

Chapter Thirteen

Life was good.

We went back to The Club several times, still content to watch others. I was at the stage where I wanted to take things further and be the one people watched, but Zane wasn’t ready to take that step, just yet. I was surprised he was nervous, especially after his performance piece at Coastal Walk, but I would respect what he wanted and hope in time he’d be more comfortable.

He arrived home one day with the biggest bunch of flowers I’d ever seen. My heart sank. He’d bought me flowers many times since we reunited, but something about these particular flowers provoked a memory. They reminded me of the flowers he gave me the day after he spent the night with Chad.

Like a lot of women, I love flowers, but not when they’re given to assuage one’s guilt, and in this case, they were. I knew it, but they were beautiful. He’d been with Chad, bought me flowers on the way home, and then we had the most orgasmic sex. It was the first time we’d connected emotionally for as long as I could remember.

I’d been thinking a lot about Chad and questioned my own decisions back then. I wonder what I’d do now, if I found out what he was up to? Hindsight is a wonderful thing, don’t you agree.

Zane has a habit of calling me without realising, so the day I heard him and Chad for the first time, I assumed that’s what he’d done.

To be fair, I didn’t know what I’d heard. I thought he’d ‘bum’ dialled’ me as he did quite often when he had his phone in the back of his jeans.

At first, I thought he was in his office wanking over a porn movie. I knew he wanked at the office a lot – he’d already told me, and it didn’t bother me at all. Watching porn while he jacked off didn’t bother me either, but then I realised it wasn’t a movie he was watching.

I could hear the moans and my initial reaction was to shout down the phone, tell him to stop whatever he was doing and whoever he was doing it with. Unparalleled rage coursed through me, but then, it faded. I don’t know if it was because I was trying to convince myself I wasn’t hearing what I thought I was, but a calmness engulfed me, and I continued to listen. By the end, I knew full well what I’d just heard, but strangely, I felt a disconnect to it.

What would I say to him when he came home?

How would I deal with it?

I didn’t know but continued on as I had before answering the call.

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