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Lucky:I'm on my way over there now.

Lucky:Goddamn, you're lucky I love your stubborn ass.

And there it was.

Staring me straight in the face.

Taunting me.

Fucking torturing me.

All my life, I was the last to know. Weddings, engagements, babies being born, pregnancies being announced, divorces?

I was always the last person to find out.

My wife was having an affair, and just like always, I was the last to know.

Motionless, I sat and absorbed the feeling of having the last person in my life that hadn't hurt me, rip my world to shreds.

She was all I had.

The only good thing.

The only pure part of me left.

And now, it was gone.

"Jay," Annabelle whispered. Reaching over, she wiped the tear that was trailing down my face. "I'm so sorry."

"Don’t tell anyone about this."

Annabelle gaped at me. "What?"

"I don’t want her to know that I know."

"Why?"

"Nobody has to know about this."

"Jordan, you can't be serious."

"Goddammit, just do this one thing for me, Annabelle!"

"She doesn’t deserve you."

Sniffing, I sank back on the couch and quickly batted away the tears filling my eyes as my mind desperately tried to make sense of this.

Sex.

Everything always came down to sex.

She was getting that from him now.

The messages I'd just read assured me of that.

She wanted heat and I was a lukewarm.

Icouldn’tgive it to her.

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