Page 41 of Infidelity Rules

Anniversary sex ! I think suddenly as I struggle to pull up a pair of too tight Spanx.

The thought rankles me so much that I practically topple over mid-panty heave.

Did Marcus and Juliette have their usual anniversary sex?

This shouldn’t bother me. It’s never bothered me with my other affairs, but it does with Marcus.

I am angry. And sad. And desperate to both know and not know.

Ugh! I think, yanking off the unyielding spandex. I am not wearing this nonsense tonight. I’m just going to Persimmon after all. No need to mechanically suck in my gut all night.

I wish I didn’t have to go to work. I’m in no mood to deal with customers and their proclivities tonight.

I was doing okay today, until the thought of those two having anniversary sex creeped into my head.

That and I just don’t know what I want. It’s easy to love Marcus in the moment.

So much harder when left to my own tornado of conflicting thoughts.

I’m scared of staying. But I’m terrified of letting go.

Oh Quinn. What did you get yourself into?

I pick up my phone to re-read the text exchange I had with Marcus late last night after what is now forever known as “Taco Night.” I had to ping him after Dezi suggested that perhaps the lovely blonde was indeed not Juliette.

Me: Hey. Were you in D.C. tonight? Thought I saw you walking down the sidewalk …

Marcus: Hey beautiful. Yes, I was. You probably saw me with a blonde woman then?

Me: Yup.

Marcus: Juliette. It was our anniversary and I had to fly out, so it made sense to grab dinner in D.C. I’m sorry you had to see that. I should have told you.

Me: No, it’s okay. I was just surprised to see you. I know you have a life. And a wife.

Marcus: Just going through the motions. I love YOU Quinn. You do know that, right?

Me: I know you do. Me too.

Marcus: I want to see you as soon as I get back from my trip. I miss you.

I scrutinize that text chain but there’s no hint as to whether those two “celebrated” their wedding date by getting naked.

Perhaps it’s better I don’t know. At least he was honest with me about being in D.C.

and I do believe him about Juliette and their anniversary.

I just wish I hadn’t seen them together. Damn that “Taco Night.”