Aldrin's p.o. v
Jazzlyn. God damn her. I hadn't even laid eyes on the sexy woman for more than a few minutes. And still I found my imagination wandering adrift when I was with my dearly beloved. Eisha, please forgive me.
The thought of even cuddling her while Jazzlyn lingered in my mind disgusted me to no end.
I was beginning to accept that I was indeed being unfaithful to Eisha, at least on an emotional level. But acceptance did nothing. Nada. Zip.
The butterflies that swarmed in my belly would not relent. I plopped myself down in the bathroom, at my wit's end.
What could I do? I had never endured such emotional turmoil over something I would've deemed a laughing matter no less than a day ago.
It was then that an idea popped into my mind. It was one that a rather promiscuous friend had once told me.
As crude as his wisdom was, there was no denying that its effects worked like magic. And so I let my eyes fall shut.
