The combination of greetings were endless. Zeek’s arrival rested on my soft spot. Because I genuinely missed his presence. Not this time. I could feel my heart grow firmer as the clock ticked away.
“Thank you, baby. Give me thirty minutes at best. I’ll be back down.”
Nodding, I smiled in his direction. Words, nice ones, wouldn’t see the light of day. Not now, anyway. Possibly not ever.
Steam emerged from my ears as I watched Zeek disappear into the hallway. Once out of my line of vision, I placed a hand on my chest.
The world we’d built together…
The life we’d built together…
The closeness we’d established…
It all came crumbling down at once. The hand that was once over my chest was now over my mouth, containing the animalistic scream that started in the pit of my stomach and echoed in my throat.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.”
I could feel my heart breaking. Physical pain stiffened my limbs. Tears swelled in my eyes until my orbs could no longer contain them.
At least two things were true, but there were far more possibilities for Zeek.
He wasn’t alone on the trip he’d taken.
He’d been in the company of a woman.
This wasn’t their first encounter. They’d established something. Feelings, included.
He felt deeply about her.
He put his entire face in her pussy before parting ways.
He neglected to remove traces of her before entering our home.
My stomach knottedat the thought of my fiancé's face deep in another woman’s pussy. I swallowed back the wetness in mymouth that prefaced the vomit waiting to fly from my lips. My eyebrows cinched on my forehead. Confusion sealed my eyelids.
