A hard right turn
Drew POV
She was splayed out on the bed, her beautiful little bottom uncovered, pointed at the ceiling. I wanted her then more than ever. Even with the gut wrenching pain, my heart still resided with her. Could I hold onto her, even with the pain?
Her phone buzzed frantically on the table; I didn't dare look at it, knowing it wasn't my business. I trusted her, didn't I? A pain in my chest again; that pang of jealousy that was too familiar. Not only had she been with him, but she chose him first.
First.
Fuck! I rolled out of bed, leaving her laying there snoring heavily into the mattress. The buzzing was maddening, I drug my hands through my hair. Her fingers left it a tangled mess after our love making. I loved her animations and the way she cherished my touch, but damn, I would go bald on my own if she doesn't rip it all out first.
