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"yes mom im in new york and I got all my suitcases" 

I sighed loudly looking around at the busy la Guardia airport. my mom went on about my safety and to call her when she got home but I couldn't take my eyes off Jake who was standing only feet away from me tapping away on his phone and I wondered if that was Patricia and if she knew where he was now.

"mom....ill call you when I get home, it's really loud here"

I clicked end before she could reply and I walked up to jake

" I think you should go home"

I muttered, he took his eyes off his phone and looked up at me as if he had seen a ghost. I looked down at my hands nervously and then back at him, maybe anxiety was clouding my judgment but that still didn't excuse the fact that he had a pregnant wife at home waiting for his arrival from god knows where he said he was. 

"kataleah i already made up my mind"

my heart dropped and I sighed shaking my head 

"don't you get it, im the homewrecker and you are just the guy that had a weak moment and lack of judgment, you get to go home and be fine and ill always be the one looked down at"

there was silence and he just looked at me with those dreamy eyes that I could fall in love with every day

"you can stay the night at my place but you go back home tomorrow, Patricia needs you"

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I dropped my coat and suitcase on the sofa and I sighed walking into my home, I missed this place so much and I'm ashamed I had left it for so long. 

"Wow, nice place"

jake spoke looking around at my grey painted walls and fluffy white pillows, I giggled and shook my head.

"I was going through a very hard time when I decorated this place"

I defended, I lit one of my many candles and turned the thermostat up, the temperature in new york had changed drastically since i had left and the harsh winter was crashing into the high skyscrapers.

i grabbed his hand swiftly and led him around my home, i wanted to show him every bit like if i was showing him every bit of myself.

"this is my kitchen"

i led him into the marvel white floors and white cabinets, different cereal boxes on the fridge.

"this is where i pretend to cook and be an actual active participant of society"

he chuckled and leaned closer to me, kissing the back of my neck.

i smiled slightly, quickly forgetting that he wasn't supposed to be here and collapsed into his chest, his warmth covering all the goose bumps on my skin.

he picked me up slightly and carried me to the counter and stayed between my legs, i kissed his lips deeply and ran my hands through his perfectly brushed hair leaving it a mess, i moaned into his lips as he unbottened my jeans and slipped my toms off, i was left in my sweater and grey panties, i followed with his actions, taking off his deep blue knitted sweater and letting it fall onto my marveled floors. 

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