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completely and grant that divorce. I agree with them, but I haven’t been able to do it. She is still a woman and I would never treat a woman as badly as that. Besides I know what it’s like to want someone and not be able to have them.”
I sighed involuntarily as soon as the words escaped his mouth. When he talked to me like that, so honest and genuine, I melted. I wanted him to touch me. I wanted him to tell me he loved me. I wanted him, all of him, period.
He leaned over and kissed me. His kiss was soft and sensual and then he parted my lips with his tongue. He explored my mouth slowly. He placed his hand on my lower back and the other on my face. I was melting slowly. I let it linger as I didn’t want it to stop but I knew I had to. I pulled away.
“Mark, we still can’t. You are still married after all.”
“You’re right. I just wanted to come tell you what was going on. I’m going to fix this, Latoya. I promise you. You are the one for me. You are the one that nursed me back to health. I’m going to fix this,” he kissed me on the forehead. We fell asleep on the couch spooning and cuddling, but that was all.
***
Two weeks passed and I didn’t hear from Mark at all. I was starting to worry. Had he decided to stay with Karen? Had she caught him in another manipulative lie? I desperately wanted to go to his house, but I didn’t dare. I went to work and did my normal routine getting my life together. It was good to immerse myself into work and hang out with friends. I needed to stay distracted.
I went to dinner with my friend Jon. We treated ourselves to a fancy restaurant and had an elegant meal. I ate the pot roast with vegetables and had a very rich chocolate dessert. We drank two bottles of wine and had some laughs. When I got home that night, I realized that I was drunk. I passed out on the couch in my clothes.
In the middle of the night I awoke to my door buzzer. I was feeling out of it still and unsure if it was my door I was hearing or if I was having a dream. Once I was fully awake I knew it was my door. I went to the intercom. It was Mark. I felt sick to my stomach. I didn’t want to talk to him. I hadn’t the strength to continue on with the drama, but I let him in anyway. I shrugged my shoulders at myself. I didn’t care anymore if I was at my best.
I looked at the clock. It was four in the morning. I opened it and Mark stood there. He looked tired and restless, almost as bad as I did.
He wandered into my apartment and sat on the sofa without saying a word. I was too sleepy to think it was odd. I sat down next to him. I wasn’t going to put any more energy into this. I sat back and sank into the cushions.
He put his hand on my leg and sat back with me.
“I’m sorry, Latoya. I’ve been selfish.”
I looked at him and put my hand on top of his.
“I know,” I said.
“It’s over. I finally got her to sign the divorce papers. It wasn’t easy, but it’s done.”
“Seriously?” I asked in shock.
“Yes.”
“What happened?”
“Nothing, really. We just fought for days and days and I met with my attorney constantly. He said I had a good case because she abandoned me in my time of need. Being in an accident. The vows do say for better or worse.”
“That’s awful.”
“But he’s right. I will spare you the rest. It’s been a long and emotional battle. I never want to do that again.”
“It’s very sad and I’m sorry. But I have to ask, where do I fit in with all of this?”
“It’s complicated, and I’m sorry you got mixed up in this.”
“Me too.”
“I’m not proud of my behavior. I would never cheat on my wife, or so I thought. I don’t want you to think I’m that type of man.”
“I know you are not.”
“I would never cheat on you, Latoya. Do you care for me at all? Do you love me?”
I gave him a dirty look. How dare he!
“You know that I do! I think it’s been obvious…”
He didn’t let me finish my sentence. He grabbed me
I sighed involuntarily as soon as the words escaped his mouth. When he talked to me like that, so honest and genuine, I melted. I wanted him to touch me. I wanted him to tell me he loved me. I wanted him, all of him, period.
He leaned over and kissed me. His kiss was soft and sensual and then he parted my lips with his tongue. He explored my mouth slowly. He placed his hand on my lower back and the other on my face. I was melting slowly. I let it linger as I didn’t want it to stop but I knew I had to. I pulled away.
“Mark, we still can’t. You are still married after all.”
“You’re right. I just wanted to come tell you what was going on. I’m going to fix this, Latoya. I promise you. You are the one for me. You are the one that nursed me back to health. I’m going to fix this,” he kissed me on the forehead. We fell asleep on the couch spooning and cuddling, but that was all.
***
Two weeks passed and I didn’t hear from Mark at all. I was starting to worry. Had he decided to stay with Karen? Had she caught him in another manipulative lie? I desperately wanted to go to his house, but I didn’t dare. I went to work and did my normal routine getting my life together. It was good to immerse myself into work and hang out with friends. I needed to stay distracted.
I went to dinner with my friend Jon. We treated ourselves to a fancy restaurant and had an elegant meal. I ate the pot roast with vegetables and had a very rich chocolate dessert. We drank two bottles of wine and had some laughs. When I got home that night, I realized that I was drunk. I passed out on the couch in my clothes.
In the middle of the night I awoke to my door buzzer. I was feeling out of it still and unsure if it was my door I was hearing or if I was having a dream. Once I was fully awake I knew it was my door. I went to the intercom. It was Mark. I felt sick to my stomach. I didn’t want to talk to him. I hadn’t the strength to continue on with the drama, but I let him in anyway. I shrugged my shoulders at myself. I didn’t care anymore if I was at my best.
I looked at the clock. It was four in the morning. I opened it and Mark stood there. He looked tired and restless, almost as bad as I did.
He wandered into my apartment and sat on the sofa without saying a word. I was too sleepy to think it was odd. I sat down next to him. I wasn’t going to put any more energy into this. I sat back and sank into the cushions.
He put his hand on my leg and sat back with me.
“I’m sorry, Latoya. I’ve been selfish.”
I looked at him and put my hand on top of his.
“I know,” I said.
“It’s over. I finally got her to sign the divorce papers. It wasn’t easy, but it’s done.”
“Seriously?” I asked in shock.
“Yes.”
“What happened?”
“Nothing, really. We just fought for days and days and I met with my attorney constantly. He said I had a good case because she abandoned me in my time of need. Being in an accident. The vows do say for better or worse.”
“That’s awful.”
“But he’s right. I will spare you the rest. It’s been a long and emotional battle. I never want to do that again.”
“It’s very sad and I’m sorry. But I have to ask, where do I fit in with all of this?”
“It’s complicated, and I’m sorry you got mixed up in this.”
“Me too.”
“I’m not proud of my behavior. I would never cheat on my wife, or so I thought. I don’t want you to think I’m that type of man.”
“I know you are not.”
“I would never cheat on you, Latoya. Do you care for me at all? Do you love me?”
I gave him a dirty look. How dare he!
“You know that I do! I think it’s been obvious…”
He didn’t let me finish my sentence. He grabbed me
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