Brett
After trying to contact Kristen for several weeks, it was unsuccessful. I should've known this would happen, but it crushed me knowing she was ignoring me. "Babe, here's your credit card."
Tess got home from the mall with her hands full. "How many stores did you go to?"
"I wanted new clothing, especially since I'm starting to gain weight."
"You look great."
"I am so excited to have a daughter!"
"Yeah."
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, just tired from work."
"I can make dinner for us tonight, no worries."
"That's not necessary."
"Nonsense. Go take a nap and I can take care of it."
Nodding, I kissed her and went to the bedroom. I kept staring at my phone, so tempted to reach out to Kristen. I stopped trying a few days ago, but I couldn't help myself.
Kris, stop ignoring me please.
I miss you so fucking much that it hurts.
Kristen: Stop contacting me
Brett: Please...
Kristen: You're having a kid, Brett.
Brett: I don't want a kid with her, I want one with you
Kristen: Stop, okay? We needed to end this.
Brett: Kris...
Kristen: Goodbye, Brett.
Kristen
Having him contact me only made things worse. I ended up choosing not to move, considering how much I would miss Zoey. "How'd you do?"
"Good. Sold 50 tonight."
Zoey smirked. "Damn!"
"Yeah."
"Hey... I know you're still upset about Brett and..."
"I'm fine."
"Kris, don't lie to me. We have been friends for fifteen years, I can read you like the back of my hand."
"I do have feelings for him, Zo. Fuck... I've fallen for him but there's nothing I can do about it."
"That's not true."
"What if Tess found out? It would crush her."
"Your relationship is already fucked. How could it make your relationship with her worse?"
"My parents would be crushed, knowing their daughter's husband cheated on her with me."
"You can't control emotions, Kris."
"No, but I just... I can't like him."
"I personally think you guys should see each other again."
"I can't."
Suddenly, my phone rang. "Brett?"
"Can I come over?"
"What?"
"Good. I'll be there soon."
"But..."
"Bye, Kris."
"He's coming over!"
Zoey smirked. "Good."
"No! That's not good!"
Within minutes, he came inside without knocking. "I'll leave you two."
After Zoey left, Brett placed his hand around my neck and the other slid down my stomach. "You're married."
"I don't care, Kristen. Want to know why?"
"Why?"
"Because I have fallen for you."
YOU ARE READING
The Affair
RomanceKristen is a single 25-year-old working as a camera model at night, reckless of sending photos to men for money but when she sends a photo to someone who she knows too well, could the photos be leaked, or would it be kept a secret?
