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“Good luck, I guess. I really don’t know how to feel.”
I walked into the bedroom.
“I understand. Here is Key,” I said then passed the phone to Keeva.
Keeva
When I woke up, I knew Kerem was in the house without seeing him. I didn’t know if I had a memory of him coming in last night, which I strongly doubt, or if I felt his presence. Either way, I knew he was there.
After eating breakfast and taking copious amounts of pain relievers, I got up and got dressed because I had to go to my mother’s house for a meeting about Kenzie’s upcoming nuptials.
My memory from last night ended with my sisters and me talking about Kenny. As hard as I’d tried, I couldn’t recall anything past that. Kerem let me listen to a conversation my sisters and I had that was accidentally left on his voicemail. Samuel text me several pictures of my sisters and me asleep on the recliner…all three of us on the recliner. I didn’t remember any of it, but it was funny.
“Key, I cleaned up the kitchen and took out the trash. I will leave now unless you want to talk?” Kerem announced from the open bedroom door.
“I think we should,” I said and sat on the chaise lounge in my bedroom.
“I cleaned up the living room and put it back the way it was before the Patterson sisters had at it,” he chuckled.
“Thank you. Thanks for coming and saving me from myself.”
“It was and always has been my pleasure. Look Key, I know you want answers to a lot of questions, and honestly, I don’t have them. I know I messed up. It was never my intention to hurt you or be in the situation that I was in.”
“So, Tara Randstant, huh?”
He didn’t even look surprised that I knew her full name.
“Yes.”
“Did she know you were married?”
He held up his left hand to show his wedding band.
“I’ve never denied you, Key.”
“Then how did you get to the point where you were comfortable enough to sleep with her?”
“Free time?” he shrugged. “I told you I honestly cannot answer that question, but at some point, I will, just not right now. I don’t know how I let my guard down enough to let her in.”
“Are you still seeing her?”
“No, I’m not. I ended it. I knew it was a mistake.”
“Did you just figure that I wouldn’t find out?”
“That’s another one of those questions that I can’t fully answer. I guess I hoped that you wouldn’t. I took precautions for you not to find out. It just didn’t work out in my favor.”
“Kerem…”
“Look, I don’t want to upset you, and I definitely don’t want to see you cry again. I’ve decided that I am going to move out of the hotel and into our rental property over on Turner street. I think we both need some time to figure this out. You threw out the divorce word, and we said we would never say that…”
“What did you expect?”
“No, I’m not saying you are wrong. You have every right to feel that way.”
“Are you saying you feel that way too?”
“Absolutely not, but I can’t keep giving you half answers and no answers so, I will be at the property until I can get some answers and can give you a better man than what I’ve given you recently.”
