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Porn Again, A Novel-Part Thirty-Six
Fuck me. Maybe I’m overreacting. Maybe I spoke to soon. Maybe this is all just some crazy dream brought on by guilt over me cheating on my husband. Can’t be right at all. One more time just to be sure. Just check the strip.
Positive. Like a gavel swinging down with tremendous force, and bringing with it a thunderous wave of emotions, the pregnancy test read positive. Candy stared at her shaken visage in the bathroom mirror. For the first time, the woman who stared back wasn’t the fiery scandalous temptress she’d suddenly grown to accept and admire. Neither was it the dutiful faithful wife who worked in an art gallery. For the first time in a very long time, what stared at her was a woman filled with fear, uncertainty, guilt and paranoia. Was it all really worth it? What had I done to my marriage? Was Happy really that bad? Was the dick really worth all the trouble? Speaking of dicks, it had been quite some time since she’d heard from Marcus.
Regardless of how close he and Rob were, regardless of the new ‘situation’ between he and Stacy, this was more than serious and she needed answers. Why…
