Married To Mr. Serial Killer{#thewattys2018}(BWWM)(Story #1 Completed)

Trouble In paradise

Mona

It's a beautiful Saturday and the girls and I are at the park for a leisure walk.  Jericho is having an all boys day with our twin boys and his friends.

I'm lost in thought watching the girls run and play when I drop my bag of caramel popcorn. I watch in slow mo as it hits the ground. I scream NO... inside my head when a deep sexy voice says, "here let me help with that." I turn to see a beautiful black man with deep waves and light brown eyes bend to pick up the bag.

He smiles kindly at me. I smile back as he hands me the bag. "I'm Imani."

"I'm Mona." His smile broadens. He nods towards where our children are playing.

"It seems our kids are getting along fine."

I narrow my eyes watching Jordan carefully. I'm shocked to see the man is right. The kids are in a full on game of tag on the green grass. A boy who looks like the splitting image of his father is chasing the girls.

"Married, single..." I'm asking... for a friend... okay I honestly don't know what demon possessed me to ask that question. I shouldn't care if this man is single or not.

"Divorced actually," he responds with a smirk as if he knows. "Married?" He nods at the ring on my finger.

"Yeah." I respond examining the diamond band.

His smirk takes on a different edge. "But are you happy?"

"I think so..." I think about all the things that Jericho has done for me and to me. I think about the many trials our relationship has endured. Do I have regrets?

"Mm-mmm. Nope. Shut it down now." Gigi is telling me as we sit in a local diner for our weekly ritual of brunch.  Jericho and Mark are watching the kids together. I showed pictures of Imani via his facebook and told her we agreed to meet up again at the park for our kids to have a playdate.

"What's the harm in a playdate?" I ask taking a sip of my coffee.

"Bitch are you stupid?! He's A. Single. Dad. Who's fine as hell and successful." Turns out Mr. Single divorced dad is a real estate tycoon who buys and sells property. "Alright then tell Jericho all about him." She crosses her arms with a pointed stare. My face blanches. "Exactly! Thats why you need to cancel the playdate and say you can never see him again. I can smell a side piece."

I laugh. "Gianna, I can assure you its not like that-

"Don't assure me! Assure your husband! A single man only asks a married woman if she's happy when he's trying to slide in between  those thighs." Her brown eyes narrow like she's trying to read me.  "Oh. My. God. You're attracted to him too!"

"Attracted to who?" Mackayla slides in the booth, wearing her 'I'm a rich bitch' attire; An expensive designer sun dress with a matching wide brim sun hat.

"She finna cheat on Jericho-

"I am not!" I stomp on Gianna's foot. She winces in pain.

Mackayla's eyes widen then she laughs. "Finally some real drama! I was starting to get bored. So spill. Who's the side piece?" We both give her a look and she shrugs. "What?! I rarely ever get to be in the midst of toxicity. Chase keeps me on a short leash." For good reason.

Gianna and I both roll our eyes. "I am not going to cheat on Jericho. Even after being together for seven years, I love him," I explain. "He's everything to me-

"Until he's not."

"Jericho wouldn't let me cheat. He's far too observant to be bullshitted."

"Okay then tell him about Imani-