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From the stories I’d heard of Kate, I didn’t like her. Sure, she’d been blindsided by Xavier’s affair and had every right to divorce him and hate him for it. Taking it out on him using Dexter, though, was too low of a blow for me to forgive.

Why involve your child like that?

Why deprive him of a father, just because you didn’t approve that he was gay?

That was the part that never made any sense to me, no matter what Xavier did to try and defend her actions. Or rather, seek some understanding with them.

I could get behind her not knowing how to navigate a co-parenting relationship with her ex after splitting with him, or even navigating the unknown about her ex being secretly gay and having to still be attached to him because of your shared kid. But the second she’d completely cut Xavier out of the equation and refused to work with him on visitation, that’s where all sympathy for her was lost for me.

Trusting a woman like that who could so easily turn your child against you made a pit form in my stomach. If I were to ever run into her and meet her face to face… I really don’t know what I’d do.

I’d be lucky not to spit some nasty shit at her.

“Well, I hope it works out.”

“Gage.”

Wincing, I realized that my tone had turned rather flippant. Sure, I was being kind of a bitch about the whole situation but fucking sue me. I missed my boyfriend. I wanted him here withme, even if it was only for a weekend and even if I had to keep my hands to myself until his son went to bed.

Having some ex-wife get in the way of all of that was making me fucking cranky.

“Sorry.”

He chuckled softly. “I’m eager to see you, too. Don’t worry.”

“Okay, then hurry up and make her decide…”

“Oh, stop.” I could hear the smile in his voice. “If this doesn’t work out, that just means you need to come visit me.”

“Hey, I can get behind that.”

He laughed again. “Then it’s settled. Either way, we’ll be seeing each other soon.”

I wanted to be happy about that… I really did.

These every few months of visiting were slowly starting to become not enough. Don’t get me wrong, I loved every second I got to spend with Xavier, there was no doubt about that.

The problem laid in this: I wantedmore. I was a greedy asshole who was getting tired of only receiving crumbs. When I’d agreed to a long distance relationship, I’d known that it was going to be difficult.

Everyone knew that, even if you weren’t in one yourself. Out of hubris, I supposed I never considered how badly I’d be without Xavier. I had lived before him, so I figured I would befineafter him.

Clearly, I was dead fucking wrong.

“If the boys ever pity me and come back, I’ll drag them along.” Though, knowing them, they’d be questioning me the entire time while planning an elaborate prank.

Such is the way of two nineteen year olds.

“Maybe we can get them together with Dex.”

“He needs new friends?” I teased.

“He needs friends in general.”

Poor kid.

“As long as he can handle psychological warfare, then have at it.”

“Think he’s gotten enough of that growing up in the church, babe.”

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