When Sandra woke up the first thing she'd done was smile shortly followed by turning over to check what time was it. 9:45, oh god she thought, thinking she was late for work but then remembered it was a Saturday. She picked up her phone from the table it was on which was on the table next to the bed. 3 texts all from the same person, David.

David was Sandra's ex, he was another married one who'd split up with her the week before when his wife had found out. The first read:

'Heey babe, I'm really sorry about last week xxx' The second said:

'I understand if you never want to speak to me again, but when my wife said that I had to chose between seeing you never again or divorce. I chose the first. Xxx'

The third read:

'Sandra please reply, I need to see you again. Xxx'

Sandra looked over at Gerry, he was still sound asleep, what was she supposed to do now. She pressed the reply button and without thinking typed:

'I don't know, I'm kind of with someone else.'

It didn't take long for David to reply.

'Just meet me? Xxxx' was what he'd sent back. Sandra again looked over at Gerry and moved closer to him and in his sleep he wrapped his arms around her. She had absolutely no idea what to do, but thought she better hear him out.

'Ok. Meet me 11 o'clock in costa's.'

She lightly shook Gerry until he woke up.

'Morning gorgeous.' She smiled as he said this.

'Gerry I have to go out, I'll come back later.' She'd have to come back to talk to him either way.

'Okay babe, do you want breakfast before you go?'

'Erm go on then.' They both got out of bed and got dressed and then walked downstairs. Sandra sat at the table as Gerry looked through the cupboards.

'Take it croissants aren't on the menu Gerald.' She said knowing his hate for all things French.

'Actually they are.' She looked confused.

'But they are French!'

'Yeah but I happen to like them.' So he shoved a packet of croissants in the oven, and went over to sit next to Sandra.

'So where are you off to today then?'

'None of your buissness.'

'Like that is it?'

'I'm just meeting an old friend.' She hated lying to him, but for now this is how it had to be.

They had eaten in silence, but now Sandra had really had to go.

'Gerry I really have to go.'

'Okay, but your not leaving without a goodbye kiss.' She'd walked over and kissed him, she would have usually had a sarcastic comment for him but she really was in a hurry, it was now half 10.

'Bye Gerald.' And with that she left.