A beeping noise woke me from a very much-needed sleep. I can hear Dimitri's light snoring beside me. The beeping noise goes off again. I reach for my phone. Type in my four digit password and read my text.

It was from Adrian. I miss you it said. A big cheesy grin finds its way onto my face. I don't text back though. And I don't need to. He knows that I miss him too. I turn my phone on silent in case he decides to text me again. I can't risk it waking Dimitri. As I lay back on the bed I begin to think back to when I met Adrian.

It was a long day of work. I had just got a new patient and he was having a hard time opening up to me. After hours and hours of encouragement I finally got him to crack. It was an introductory session so it lasted a lot longer than the regular 1 hour sessions.

I went to the bar about 20 minutes from work and stopped in for a drink. Beautiful Jazz music played in the background. I turned in my bar stool once I had gotten my sour apple martini and watched the musicians play. The sax player really caught my eye. What beautiful music that man could play. He slowed it down and winked in my direction. He was tall. Not as tall as my husband but close. He had stylish messy brown hair and jade green eyes. A rebel's smirk and magical lips that played into my heart with every sound that the sax made.

After he finished he thanked the rest of the band and made his way towards me. I tried to look away to hide my blushing cheeks. I look towards my martini and notice that it is now empty. Huh. I don't even remember drinking it. As he got closer my heart started to beat faster and my body started to experience a hot flash.

"Hey, what are you doing here all alone?" He asked in an angel like voice.

"Long day at work! What's your name?" I ask the beautiful stranger.

"Adrian and yours?" He asks me and then orders me another apple martini and himself a vodka on ice.

"I'm Rose." I respond.

"Beautiful." He says in a slow sensual way. Making my knees shake.

"My name? It's not that great. Just an overrated flower." I say throwing in some sass.

"Not just your name love. You. Everything about you. You're beautiful. And trust me there is nothing overrated about you." Adrian says to me. I look down as my blush returns. A blush which only increases when I feel his hand resting on mine. He starts to rub his hand on mine and I am loving the feeling but then he freezes and I think I know why. Shit.

"You're married!" It wasn't a question.

"I am." Which was the only thing I could say.

"Where is he?" Adrian asks me.

"Home...Or work. I don't know." My answers give away my distress with this topic. We were silent for a while. Adrian was just staring at me. Making no movements. Just observing.

"You're unhappy with your marriage. Things aren't the same anymore, are they?" I looked at him in shock.

"How the hell could you possibly know that?" I ask him. There is no way he could know. Even though he hit it spot on.

"I can see it in your face. In your eyes. I know that look." He says with a sign. He talks to me in a gentle way. Like soothing a young child.

"I love him. But I don't think I am in love with him anymore. I can't let him go though. I've known him my entire life. He is a part of me. I need him. I just don't know what I want or feel anymore." I'm shocked that I said so much to this complete stranger. There was something different about this guy. I felt like I could trust him. For the life of me I couldn't figure out why I couldn't pull away from him. He had a hold on me. Maybe it was the alcohol. Maybe I just needed to let it all out and he was here to listen. This conversation was moving fast though.

"I know how you feel. I had a long time girlfriend. Sydney. I loved her so much but we grew apart. I know how you feel. Lost. Lonley. Can't let go but you know you need to. I know Rose."

I felt so open. Vulnerable. I don't know why I did it. But I'm glad that I did. I wrapped my hand around the back of his neck and pulled him into a kiss. My senses were on fire. My lips tingled and heat went to a place that it had not gone to in a very long time. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close to his body. God. It was just what I needed. I needed to feel a man's touch. To feel wanted. I felt so alive and refreshed. I felt like I was 17 again. Young and wild. Kissing a boy for the first time. My first time. My first kiss. Dimitri. My first kiss was with Dimitri. Oh god. That simple memory made me put my hands flat on Adrian's chest and push off. I quickly threw some money on the table for my drinks, screeched out an 'im sorry' to Adrian and hauled ass out of there.

All we did was kiss. But it was enough to drown myself in my guilt. I cheated on my husband. The love of my life. My high school sweetheart.

I raced home and was relieved to see that Dimitri wasn't home yet. I checked my phone to see that he had text me saying that he was working late again. Perfect. I felt sick and dirty. I ran to take a shower and once I was clean I cried. I left the water to run cold down my body as I weeped on the bathroom floor. After I finally got up and changed I cried into my pillow the entire night. When Dimitri finally came home he fell asleep as soon as he hit the pillow.

Never noticing my silent tears.

So this chapter goes pretty fast but i just had to get it out. Let me know what you want to see in the story.