Our Love Goes On and On

Hold On

"You what?!" I hung my head down as Phil gasped, "You almost kissed Randy?!"

"I know, I'm such a bad person." I groaned and covered my face with a pillow, "He still hasn't come back."

"He left?"

"Yeah, last night I told him what happened and he said he needed some air."

"And he's still gone?" Phil sat down on the edge of the bed, "I think you hurt his feelings."

"That's what Ada said too."

Did I really hurt his feelings?

Almost kissing another man wasn't normal behavior for a woman happy within her marriage, but was I happy? Not really.

"I was so caught up in everything and it was like he was saying everything that I was feeling. If Roman did half the stuff Randy did last night, I'd be overjoyed, but he doesn't even try."

"Why do you think he stopped trying?"

"I don't know, I'm not him."

"You used to be..." I uncovered my eyes, "Remember when you both knew what each other thought?"

I sighed and sat up in bed, getting up for the first time to start my day.

Everything seemed to be going so slow. I was moving slow and everything around me seemed slower.

"Do you want some breakfast? My plane doesn't leave until one."

"Sure, it's not like my husband asked me to go with him or anything."

I slipped on some sandals and we went downstairs to get breakfast. I wasn't really the hungriest person when I wasn't in a good mood, but I had to eat something.

"Is buffet okay?"

"I just want to eat, Felipe."

"Buffet it is."

We went in line and got our food, sitting down near a window because I hated sitting in between people.

"Have you talked to Ada today?" I asked.

It was a far fetch considering Phil and Ada never hung out unless I was there, but I was curious.

"No, why?"

"I haven't talked to her at all today, and she went on her date last night with Bo."

Phil almost spit his drink out, "She had to go out with Bo?"

"He's been wanting to go out with her for the longest, so of course he pounced on the opportunity at the charity auction."

He chuckled, "I could see them together. What should we called them?"

"Bada."

He laughed, "I love that!"

"She would die if she heard us say that, but whatever." I laughed for bit, but that stopped as soon as I started to feel needy, "I want a kiss really bad."

"Go make up with your husband then."

"This isn't my problme to fix, Phil. I'm not the one not being romantic."

"What do you do romantic for him?"

"I cook dinner on Saturdays, which I never do unless I'm trying to impress him for some reason. I wake up early so we can have sex in the morning while the kids are sleep. I try to go different places like the beach or even the freaking park down the street from our house, but you know what he says? No."

"That was a little too much information, but I'll pretend like I didn't hear what I just heard."

"It's been so lonely down there, Phil. It's like a ghost town. Nobody coming or going."