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I let Roman capture my mouth and kiss me long and hard. I give him all I have left, letting our kiss be the last goodbye.
He has yet to pull out of me and I feel his dick grow soft. But still, he kisses me with a fury. He takes my head in his hands and positions me in a way that gives him the best access.
Our tongues dance and I taste my musky juice that coats his tongue. His kisses grow more frantic and it isn’t long before I feel him start to harden.
“No, Rome,” I murmur against his lips and place my hands on his chest. “Stop.”
He pushes up on his hands and hovers above me, watching me with a confused look in his eyes.
“What’s wrong?” He asks.
I let my legs fall from his hips and wiggle out of his embrace.
“I can’t do this.”
I scoop up my clothes and rush into the closet, shutting the door and taking solace in the dark.
What did I do?
How could I have been so stupid? I’m a fool, like always. I let him use his sweet words and he plays me like a violin, knowing the exact strings to pluck to make my body sing.
This is over. I won’t let him pull me back in.
I redress and come out of the closet to find him standing there. His shoulders sag and he looks so…vulnerable.
“Luna,” his voice is raspy and his eyes are once again glistening with unshed tears.
“This was a mistake. It won’t happen again. I’m going downstairs to wait for the kids.”
I storm past him, turning away as he tries to reach out for me. It’s more difficult to pull away from him than it is to just give in. Which is what I do every time we fight. Every time he pulls this shit, I give in with the simplest touch or attention from him.
I’ve been able to forgive him for staying out late or forgetting plans. But this time…this time he forgot he had a wife and let that tramp put her mouth on him. This is something I don’t think I’ll ever get over.
Chapter 4
Roman
Iwalk downstairs to find Luna unloading the dishwasher. She slams the cabinets just a little too hard and closes the drawers a bit too rough. Glasses clink and silverware shuffles.
Her body is tense and I can see the damage I’ve done in her eyes.How could I have been so stupid? What did I do?
I’ve plunged a knife into my beautiful wife’s heart. That pain…I put it there. I’ll do anything I have to in order to fix this. To fix us. Whatever it takes.
“Would you like some help?” I ask her.
She looks up at me with scrunched brows.
“Since when do you offer to help? You’re usually the one barking orders.” She scoffs and goes back to what she was doing.
I think back to all of the times I’ve come home from work and done nothing more than eat and mosey off to bed or watch tv. I’m always tired from a long day at work, but I’ve never once thought about her days.
Kids, school, cleaning, cooking, errands, kids activities, homework, and Lord knows what else. She’s the first one to wake and the last one to sleep. I don’t think I’ve ever offered to do anything to help.
Jesus. I have a lot more work than just proving to her I made a huge mistake with Angela. Biggest regret of my life.
“Um,” I struggle to say something. “Why don’t you call Dani and see if she’s up for lunch or shopping or getting your nails done today. I’ll spend the day with the kids.”
She drops the cup in her hand and I’m thankful it’s plastic. Her face is frozen in shock and all she can do is blink. She looks like she didn’t hear me.
