7- Confused

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Nick:

My fingers raked through my hair as I watched Brianna leave. She surprised me when she told me those three big words, and the one thing I noticed after I said nothing, she's refused to look at or say another word to me.

I guess I don't blame her.

I'm such a fucking coward.

She doesn't deserve this, nor does she deserve me.

The thing is. I do love Brianna. I fucking love her so much, and I'm afraid of what will happen once I finally tell her the truth.

I never meant for this to happen between Brianna and me, but it did. And now I need to do something about it.

Since marrying Tessa, I have felt something wasn't right between us. She's been distant, cold, angry, and fuck... she's never happy unless she wants something from me. And to be honest, I feel she too has been cheating on me. Even before we married, I knew that day I should never have gone through with it, but I did. And here I am now, extremely unhappy with my wife and overly pleased with Brianna.

Anytime I have ever brought up divorce to Tessa, she's let it go in one ear and out the other, ignoring all the problems in our relationship and refusing to see there is no love between us.

I loudly exhaled while turning to Anna. Now I know what Brianna was saying about getting the stink eye from her. Not only is she giving me the stink eye, but it's also an evil look. If looks could kill, I'd be dead right now.

"What?" I asked, raising my palms into the air.

"I didn't say anything," she hissed, looking away from me and down to her paperwork. "But I will tell you this. If you're having an affair with that Brianna girl, you better get your obituary written. Because you and I both know Tessa will kill you. Most likely, while your sleeping."

I sighed—Anna's right.

Fuck...

I headed back to my office, sat in my chair, and leaned my head back, closing my eyes and thinking about what I'm doing. I know I have to end this with Tessa, and I can't go on doing this to either one of them anymore. I'm afraid to lose Brianna, which is something I don't want to happen. And as for Tessa, I don't want to hurt her either, but something tells me she's just with me for convenience and shows she's married, even if it is a loveless marriage.

Of course, my phone has to ring while I'm thinking, trying to figure out my life and of all people it's her.

"What do you need Tessa," I growled.

"Gee, a nice hello would have been nice to hear. But whatever," she snapped back.

"I asked, what did you need? I'm a little busy at the moment."

She huffed, then asked, "I was calling to see if you could pick up some things at the grocery store on your way home. Please?"

"I guess," I groaned, rubbing my face. "Send me the damn list, then."

"Thank you."

After hanging up with Tessa, I sat in my chair for the longest time, thinking. I have to do something soon. And fast. If I don't, I'll lose Brianna for good.

I can't let that happen.

I picked up my phone, looked at Tessa's message, and sighed while standing. I don't know why she can't get the shit herself.

"I'm leaving for the day," I informed Anna as I stopped at her desk.

"Oh?"

"Tessa needs me to stop at the grocery store. I guess I'll see you in the morning."

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