A bright late morning sun blazed through our gossamer white drapes in the bedroom I shared with my husband. The familiar room. The one we had slept in for six out of our seven years of marriage, ever since we bought this house.
Jayden and I woke up together. I think we both opened our eyes at different times and quietly stayed as we were.
Intertwined. My arm over his chest, my head on his shoulder. His arm was cradling me.
I didn’t move a muscle. This moment was too sweet to be disturbed.
Jayden had held me all night. Jayden had kissed me. He had told me he loved me. Heck, back in the car he had licked my unfaithful p***y. Was there a more heartfelt expression of approval and commitment? Honestly, I couldn’t think of anything more a cheating wife could ask for then that.
Last night wa
