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with that, we said goodbye.
    Joey still hadn’t returned so I head out to the sitting area of the suite.
    His back was towards me, so I decided to stay quiet and listen.
    “Yes Silvia how many times do you want me to say it?”
    Well of course it was her.
    “Look, I’ll be home tomorrow. I love you, kiss the girls for me,” Joey said and then hung up his phone.
    He turned around in a hurry, and slightly jumped when he saw me standing there.
    We both stood completely still for all of two minutes.
    I was truly trying to figure out if he was worth it. If what we had was worth it.
    “So what is it going to be?” Joey finally spoke.
    Lord, this was going to be the hardest thing that I have ever had to do…
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Chapter Four
     
    “Where were you?”
    It was the next night and I walked into our home to find Santana sitting in the dark.
    “What? You already know the answer to that question,” I said with a smirk.
    I’d enjoyed spending the night with Joey. We’d talked all night and it even felt good to go to sleep in his arms for the first time. But the reality was that he belonged to someone else. I told him to stay married to his wife. I also told him that I owed it to Santana to see if we could make this thing work. Long story short, I told Joey that whatever we had---was over.
    Joey wasn’t the happiest about my decision, and he still said that I would be his but as long as I didn’t cut him out of my life, and after about the third blow job, he said that he’d wait for me. He said that he loved me enough to let me do whatever it was that I thought that I needed to do but he also said that he knew that one day we were going to be together. We agreed to keep in touch, but no more sex and sneaking around.
    “You’re lying. You forgot to call me back last night and when you didn’t I called your parents---and your brother. They all said that they hadn’t seen you; nor had you even mentioned to them that you were coming to visit. So again, where were you?” Santana asked.
    Damn it. I forgot to call.
    Joey barely gave me any breathing room all night. Of course he was overly excited about spending the entire night together. Will all of the love and affection that he was throwing my way, it simply slipped my mind. We both completely ignored our phones all night long and this morning, they were both dead. We were prepared to take the heat from our spouses on behalf of our lack of communication. We even had our lies ready, but I wasn’t prepared for what Santana had just said.
    Santana just wasn’t the snooping type. Never, not even once did it even cross my mind that he would reach out to my family for confirmation of my whereabouts; that is unless I’d been missing for quite some time. I guess twenty-four hours was long enough.
    “Why did you call them?” I folded my arms across my chest. I was trying to figure out something to say or an explanation so I figured that questioning him would buy me a little time.
    “Don’t play with me Niveah! Where in the hell were you!”
    Santana was furious! Never had I seen him so angry.
    I opened my mouth to speak but he beat me to it.
    “Who is he?”
    Was it that obvious? I’d hid it for almost two years now. I guess here lately I’d gotten just a tad bit sloppy.
    “What? What are you talking about? I was in North Carolina,” I tried to sound believable.
    Santana just stared at me but didn’t say another word. He’d called my family so I knew he knew that I had lied about visiting them.
    Maybe I could say that I went to visit an old friend.
    I just had to come up with something. My marriage depended on it.
    “Santana,” I started but he shook his head.
    He stood up with a bag and pushed passed me out the front door.
    Just my luck!
    Right when I decide to do things the right way, it may be just a little too late.
    I ran out the door to try to catch Santana but he was gone.
    Once upstairs, I charged my phone and as soon as I was able to, I called