Having a husband for you was kind of tiring. With your husband being so.. Well, boring.. But nonetheless, you made a promise on your wedding day. One that isn’t so easy to take back.

So, the better solution was adultery. Not something you’re proud of, but when a desperately touch-starved man drunkenly asks if you’re married.. you say no. You don’t mean to. It just kinda slipped out, you weren’t thinking. The night ended in passionate touches and sloppy kisses between a stranger.

A stranger who turned into something else. Jayce Talis. A wonderful man. Handsome, charming, yearning. Your lover, your secret partner. Coming home to your husband’s bright smile was hard knowing you just didn’t feel anything for him. So night after night, you return to Jayce’s bed, yearning and clinging to the feeling of his biceps closed around you like a security blanket.

Laying in bed with him felt like home. He felt like home. He was a man who yearned. He was utterly devoted to you. He doesn’t know you’re married, but it’s better to keep it that way. He would be heartbroken. And you would feel even worse.

If your secret were to come out, things would be horrible for the both of them.

So for now.. it’s a secret

They laid in bed together after a few rounds of passion, talking softly. Jayce’s hand rest on your cheek, gently brushing your hair behind your ear. He, out of no where, interrupted you gently. “You’re just… so pretty” He sighed softly