Love Found In the Contract

CHAPTER TWELVE 🦋

Hello everyone
The first paragraph or so so this chapter was part of chapter 11. When I uploaded chapter 11 I didn't notice that I left that paragraph there, I'm so sorry about that.

DAY 1- SEPARATION 

🍑it's P.O.V. 

The music made my ears ring and the amount of alcohol in my system is not helping, but who cares I'm here to have fun and be carefree. I feel strong hands on my hips, guiding them to their crotch and I let him. We move as one with the loud upbeat music. I don't know whether its the alcohol or my stupid side coming out, but I angle my head to grant him access to my neck. I know that he is leaving so many hickies but I don't care. I'm allowed to have fun and would it really matter if I sleep with his huck of a man. Mark did it, so why shouldn't I. 

As the night progresses, I find myself making out with the man. I don't particularly enjoy it but that's fine. The loud music and the smell of alcohol are making my head hurt but I don't want to leave. Mark had all the fun he wanted despite being married and why shouldn't I do the same. The man, I don't know his name, is getting more handsy and I'm letting him.  I don't know how this night will end but I will definitely not let it go too far with this man. I don't know him nor do I know if he is clean, as in has no diseases.  I don't see anything wrong with people that have intimacy with people that they have just meat at a club or some other public place, but for me, that is not something that I have much interest in. I want to have intimacy with someone who I know is clean and that I will feel safe with.

"cutie, why don't we take this someplace more quiet" the man yells in my ear 

smiling I push him back, "I don't think so, but hope you find someone to pass the night with"

Smiling I try to walk away from him but he gets a hold on my wrist and pulls me towards the exit. I try to resist but since he is kind of a buff man, people are moving away from him which means that I'm not getting squished or pushed around. once we are finally outside of the club, more like  a bar, 

"why not, we have been having a good time  the entire night, I thought we were hitting it off, cutie"

I shiver when he called me cutie, and not in a good way, "Look it was a nice night but I'm ready to go home alone,"

"come on don't be like that"

seeing that he will not let me go easily I pull the big guns, "I can't go with you, I have to go home and be with my husband before he gets worried" 

His eyes pop open when I mention my husband, and he quickly glances at my left hand where the wedding ring is shining with the light. 

"why---"

"I really need to go home, I had a great time"

With that, I left the shocked man behind. 

For many cheating and having one night stands are easy but for me, it is not. The man back there was very handsome and if I was single I could have gotten to that 'quiet' place with him, but the truth is that I am not and the ring in my finger makes that clear. 

I don't know what I was thinking when I enter the club. All I wanted to do was have fun but I got carried away, I let the man grind into me and made him assume that I wanted to do more. I shouldn't have done that but... I don't know I just wanted to have fun but I choose the wrong way to do it.