ThugWorkout wrote:
bronwen brushed her red hair up into a pony tail and tied it up, pulled on her converse, and then stood up, picking up her keys and walking out. there was no point in locking the door, there was nothing worth stealing in there. she walked to where she was meeting him, tugging her jacket further around her as she glanced around, biting her bottom lip.
gustav drove to the place slowly, sighing. he sat there in the traffic and text his wife 'hey babe, be home in a while. xx' he felt awful, not because he was cheating, because she knew that, but because of the feelings he felt towards abigail. he felt almost protective of her. it hurt him inside to feel like that towards someone other than his wife.