Chapter 896 Stroking Midnight Sexual Revenge:>Ep2

• I spent the night in shock, crying and drinking vodka until I passed out in bed. I didn't even hear him come home that night, nor did I really meet his eyes or talk to him for that entire week. I made an effort to stagger my schedule so that we were apart most of the time. And when we were together at home, I would watch him out of the corner of my eyes as I pretended to be focused on the television, while he worked on his computer. In my mind, from that moment on, he was always doing something deceptive. Every second he was on the computer, or the phone, and every time he reached for his Blackberry was just another piece of unseen evidence to convince me that he was up to no good. And my anger and resentment grew, slowly and steadily with every day that passed.
• I thought about my next move for a few weeks. I didn't want to make any hasty decisions too quickly. I considered whether I wanted to throw away three years together over some dirty cheating with a whore like Kelly Harrison. The decision was weighing on my mind on that cold New Years night, of our third year together. I had dressed sexier than usual, in a little silver mini dress I'd bought the week before, and I'd left my long blonde hair loose and wavy over my shoulders. I would have felt vindicated by my sex appeal from the admiring glances I'd been getting all night, but I was undeniably still distracted by the uncertainty of my relationship. Ryan was clearly having a great time, I realized bitterly. So why wasn't I?
• "Can I get you another martini?" The bartender asked me leaning in over the bar. He smiled, almost sympathetically. "You look like you could use it."