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I gulp the cold water, and it soothes my tortured throat. “Why do my fiancés keep cheating on me? Is it me?”
“No, it’s not you. It’s us. We’re stupid fucking idiots. At least I can speak for myself. He cheated on you? With who?”
I realize I’m going to have to tell JC the entire story, and I do. I can tell he’s having a hard time believing it because he sits there with his mouth gaping open.
“Let me get this straight. Noah has a daughter he hasn’t seen for years. He gets in touch with her and meets back up with his old flame and cheats on you with her?”
“That’s about the size of it. I wonder if I came home late tonight would I find them in our bed together. I knew something was going on.”
“What are you going to do?”
“It’s over. I can’t go through this again. I was done being a doormat when we broke up.”
I see JC wince, and I know I struck a nerve.
“I’m…I can’t apologize to you enough. I was stupid. He’s even more stupid because you’re an even better catch than when we were together.”
“I can’t go home. I feel terrible, and I’m nauseous. The last thing I need is a confrontation with Noah tonight.”
“You can stay here. I’ll sleep on the couch.”
I was hoping JC would say that because it’s either here or I beg Hunter to let me stay at his place. I don’t have a lot of friends in the city since most of mine are still in Jersey.
“I appreciate it.”
“It’s the least I can do. Let’s get you into bed. You need to rest. You’re going to have to tell Noah you’re not coming home.”
I’m dreading it, but I’ll text him in a couple of hours when Vivian decides he’s fucked her enough. JC takes me to his bedroom. A king-sized bed is centered in the middle of the far wall. The room is painted in a royal blue and several reproductions of Picasso adorn the walls. I didn’t know JC was an art lover.
“I need something to wear to bed.”
He opens his dresser and finds a pair of shorts that look too small for him and probably are since they have a stamp on the left leg from our high school. He also hands me one of his t-shirts. I thank him and go to the bathroom to change. It’s half the size of the one in my apartment, but it’s decorated nicely with a large tub, walk-in shower, and double sink vanity.
The shorts are big, but I’m able to pull the drawstring tight to keep them securely around my waist. The t-shirt is enormous but it’s soft and smells like JC’s cologne. When I come out, he has the covers turned down and is waiting with a glass of water and some aspirin which I take before slipping into bed.
“I’m sorry this happened. I can’t make up for what I did, but maybe you should talk to Noah before you end it.”
“It’s over. There is nothing to talk about.”
I turn on my side, and he pulls the sheet and light blue cotton blanket over me. He doesn’t leave but instead sits on the bed next to me and strokes my hair. It soothes me and I fall asleep in a matter of minutes.
I wake up with a start, disoriented, and not sure where I am. My head feels a little better but not much. The bedside clock reads 9:43, so I’ve slept almost four hours. I sit up in bed and cough loudly.
“Are you okay?”
I look up to see JC standing at the door. He’s no longer in his dark suit but instead dressed in a pair of worn blue jeans with holes in the knees and a black muscle shirt.
“I’m fine. Where’s my purse?”
“Living room, I’ll get it for you.”
He comes back and hands me my purse. I take out my phone, and my fingers pause on the keyboard as I think of what I should tell Noah.
I’m not coming home tonight.
Why not? Are you that busy?
No, I’m not coming home, EVER.
