Page 2 of Through the Fire


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“You’re such an ass. I gave up my career to be home for our kids. We agreed on that. In fact, if I remember correctly, you are the one who encouraged it,” my voice screeches.

“Luna, I’m tired. Okay? Can we argue about this tomorrow? I’m gonna take a shower.”

He yanks his arm through the sleeves of his dress shirt and tosses it in the hamper with his pants and socks. He buzzes past me in just his boxers and into the bathroom. Before he can close the door on me, I squeeze my way in.

“Ah, fuck. What?!” His voice booms and echoes in the expansive space.

With his back to me, he reaches in the shower and turns on the water.

“I guess your little drinking binge with the office was more important than the date nightyou promised meweeks ago!” My anger finally boils over. “You know the one that you told me to get a sitter and a new dress for?”

His head falls back and I hear him whisper, “shiiit.”

“Yeah. That one.”

With his hands on his waist he turns with sagging shoulders. “I’m sorry. I totally forgot. It’s just been a long week and my mind slipped. I’m sorry.” His voice is calm now and he walks with gentle steps to where I stand.

I turn my head and cross my hands over my chest, trying to hide the tears building in my eyes. when he wraps his arms around me and nuzzles his face into my neck, I stiffen.

“I’m an ass,” he says into my hair.

“I know.” It’s the same old song and dance we seem to be doing on a weekly basis.

He goes out with the guys to happy hour, stays out late, then comes home drunk and I argue with him over it. The next thing that follows is usually me spread out underneath him as he apologizes for being a dick…again.

“I promise to make it up to you. I should’ve put a reminder on my calendar and I didn’t. I won’t let it happen again.”

“That’s what you always say, Roman.” I turn to face him as he pulls back and my eyes widen in shock. “What the fuck is that?!”

I reach out and swiped my fingers across his neck where it’s stained pink.

“What?” He asks, jerking back from my touch.

He looks in the mirror that is now starting to fog from the steam billowing from the shower, and focuses on the spot I just touched. He sees the smeared lipstick and his face pales.

“Luna, it's not what you think. We were all-“

“Fuck you! Who were you with? Who is she?” I demand.

“Just the guys from the office.” His voice shakes and he holds his hands up in front, preparing to ward me off.

“Just the guys?Did Trey or Sam start wearing lipstick?”

“No. After a while, a couple of the paralegals joined us. We were all just having a few drinks, but then one of the girls started ordering shots. I only had one. Swear.”

I roll my eyes. “Heard that before.”

“No. Seriously. I was just drinking beer and you know I can’t mix beer and tequila. But she had already ordered a bunch so I took one. As I was throwing it back, I felt her reach up and kiss my neck. I spilled the damn shot and immediately pulled away.”

“Liar!” I scream so loud that the neighbors can probably hear me. Thank God the kids aren’t home.

“I’m not lying, Luna. She’s been a pain in my ass since she started there. Flirting and finding ways to be around me. I’ve told her a hundred times that I’m married. She won’t back the fuck off,” his voice pleads with me to believe him.

“Which one? What’s her name?”

“You haven’t met her,” he replies.

“I don’t give a fuck. What’s her name?”

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