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crying. I place my hand on her shoulder just as she pops her head up, I narrowly avoid getting my nose broken. She’s got tears running down her face, but she is laughing! Laughing at what, I have no idea. “What’s so funny?”
    She catches her breath long enough to enlighten me. “Fuck Jess? Didn’t you already do that, David?”
    She immediately begins wheezing with laughter again and I worry she’s lost it. All the stress from the accident and finding out about the infidelity has done it. She’s snapped.
    “Are you okay, Beth?”
    She straightens up, wiping tears away with the back of her hand. “I’m fine, David. I’m just trying to add some humor to all of this.”
    I take a step toward her and she backs up. I continue doing so until her back hits the living room wall. I cage her in, my arms on either side of her head. “Beth, none of this is funny—” I plan to say more, but her heaving chest and wide eyes take me under. She’s staring up at me, waiting to see what I do next.
    I lean down and press my lips to hers. She’s so soft and sweet. I nip at her lower lip, drawing her in further. I’m a selfish bastard, I know that. I should let her go and maybe later, once I’ve had a few drinks, I’ll agree to do just that. At this moment though, I’m going to savor the feel and taste of her.
    I expect her to stop me when she brings her hands up, but she surprises me. Her hands lock around my waist, pulling me even closer to her. If she’s gone mad, I don’t know that I want her to regain sanity. My tongue makes its way inside her sweet mouth and I feel that I am quickly losing control.
    I pull away reluctantly, “Beth—I gotta stop,” her face falls, “Baby, if we don’t stop, I’m going to pick you up and we’re going to bed. Believe me, I’d love nothing more, but I want us to talk. I need to know why you filed.”
    Beth bites her bottom lip, which is swollen from my assault on her mouth. “David, I didn’t know what else to do. We hurt each other badly and obviously we weren’t enough for each other,” she hesitates and her voice is almost too quiet to hear, “More than that though—I can’t help raise a child that you and Jess made. It would be this forever reminder every time I looked at him or her.”
    Her words crush me. I knew the situation would be hard to manage, but I never looked at it from her standpoint. Raising a child that was the product of infidelity—I don’t know that a saint would take that on. I run my hands over my eyes, as if that will give me a clear mind. Instead, it dredges up anger again.
    “What about Landon? I saw you two today in the parking lot. Are you going to start seeing him?”
    She glares at me, “First of all, that’s not any of your concern and secondly, why were you staking out the office parking lot?”
    “I wasn’t staking out the parking lot, but I do find it interesting that Landon just so happened to be there today. I don’t trust the guy. I think he’s stalking you.”
    She laughs without humor, “That’s interesting, coming from the guy who was camped out in the same parking lot, watching me.”
    “I saw the way he looked at you, Beth. Jesus, you think I’m just going to consent to a divorce so you’ll be free to go to him?”
    “You have no right to contest this, David. No right!”
    The anger has now taken over, “That’s where you’re wrong. I have every goddamn right. You are my wife! I fucked up, I’m well aware, but I’ll be damned if I let you go without a fight!”
    She’s crying now and I feel like the world’s biggest asshole. Her voice is just above a whisper due to her tears, “Please, David. Please don’t make me relive it. I don’t want to see Jess every time I look at you—just like you don’t want to look at me and see Landon. We’re poison to each other, you and me.”
    Her words are like a knife to my chest. “Beth, I love you. I love you so damn much and I’m not signing the papers. I’ve got