Why do you do that? Why do you look at me that way when you know I’m mad at you. I let that thought circle around and around in my mind when I’m just about ready to hit him with my purse again. 

He looked at me with those brown puppy dog eyes of his and let out a chuckle, “You can’t seriously be mad at me?” 

Maybe I may seem dramatic but come on, he knows how badly we needed this trip. We’ve spent every Saturday at home cause he spends all his time working on that app, and now he just expects me to cancel the trip. 

“Are you out of your mind?” I shouted. “Hello, Michael!!! Hello!!!” 

His eyes were anxious as he brushed his hands through his dark brown hair and then gripped them onto the white couch that's grown beige with age. 

“I need you to understand how important this is to me. If this meeting goes well my app could finally get the recognition it deserves” he says trying to reason with me.

He always does this! He makes me feel bad! I mean for once could he put me above his app, “I mean for once could you just…”

“Just what?” He asked. 

“I just want things to go back to the way they were” He looked at me confused as if I had just said something unimaginable. 

He chuckled as he started to collect his belonging shoving his iPad and notebook into that when out blue nike bookbag. 

“I told you will do the trip another time, I gotta go work okay, I love you”. He then walked out the door. 

The fight was so exhausting I threw myself into the couch. I lost , again. I don’t know, maybe relationships just aren’t what they're cracked up to be. The first month is like a pop quiz, the first year is like a ride sure you’ll fight but the sex is great. Then you just keep making more years and things get more marriage style but without the ring. Then you're like us, 5 years. 

5 long years! We’ve had some great times, don't get me wrong, but it feels like lately I’m waiting for him to get his life started so we can start ours. My phone is ringing. I pick it up to see who it is, I call him Pudding in my contact list, you could say it’s short for Micheal. 

I answer it, and I should be mad but I’m smiling. 

“Wendy look, you know I love you right. Let’s take that trip later, I’ll do the meeting in a couple of hours and then will head out”. 

I waited before I said anything back, “ okay… Get that app launched okay!” I pause for a second  “for us… I love you, bye”. 

I hung up and then held the phone to my chest as I laid there with my back to the couch. This is what we need. This trip will bring back that spark, obviously, I love him but I just feel like things are different. 

Shoot! I need to pack. I know I planned on going but I figured this would happen. 

I ran into our room which is a mess by the way. We both work insane hours, but to tell you the truth Micheal is home more than me, he's just kind of a pig. If you want the whole truth I worked at a law firm until about 3 months ago when my mom got sick. They kind of let me work from home now. My sister finally offered to take care of my mom for the weekend so I and Mike could take this trip finally. 

I overflowed my suitcase. I know we're just going to the lake house but I want it to be perfect, wine and a moonlit dinner. Maybe even pancakes in the morning? It will be great, It has to be! 

I dressed in my favorite yellow sundress. It was flowy and even though I was fairly scrawny it gave me a slight appearance of curves. I looped my fingers through my curls trying to untangle this mess. My red hair is nice, but when you're like me and you have freckles on top of it, you're rocking the full-on ginger look. Although Mike helped me embrace my freckles, I remember on our first date, he kept saying how sexy they looked on me. 

I think I should wear heels, but I suck at walking in them. I want to look sexy but not die trying. 

I decided to get my cute pair of crimson shaded strappy sandals. I realize I'm ready faster than I planned, but I'm so excited I decided to get on the road and head to Mike's office. To call it an office is kind of a joke, it's in his friend Jason's basement. Mike, Jason and Robbie came up with "ICU". 

Mike's friends Jason and Robbie looked like the kind of guys you would've seen in the original line up with Steve Jobs. Glasses have no fashion sense, except they reeked of salami and cheap weed.

"ICU" is a clever name right?! Anywho it clearly stands for, "I see you". You use it to spy on your friends, you put in their number and it helps you access their camera, and settings, but get this it's not really a stalker app it's for pranking, like messing with their music, calling people, it's pretty cool actually. It's being able to access your friend's camera that's the issue. It's an invasion of privacy and can create a serious lawsuit. Although if your friends have to click accept for your permission to access your phone, it ruins the surprise. 

I get it, you know they've all had this dream since highschool. But we’re 25 now, we need to start setting up our future now that we're college graduates. But I guess sometimes life just doesn't go the way you've planned. 

I pulled my car up to the back of the house and honked the horn twice so he knows it's me. He came storming out of the back entrance and into the passenger seat. 

"What are you doing here?" he said. 

"I was excited. I got ready too quickly I guess, but I can wait." 

"I know but Wendy, I said later, I mean it could be another hour or 2". 

"I'll check out a coffee shop or something" He then stepped out of the car. 

I don't want to come off as dramatic, but his meeting has already reached 2 hours. I finally reached the closest coffee shop I could find, "Yan's tea house". 

It looks like a hideout for hippies, I'm worried if I don't say namaste they'll kick me out. The menu is odd but not too weird. The guy behind the cash register is gorgeous, green eyes and light brown hair. He looks like he works out regularly like a bodybuilder type, think Thor. 

"I'll get a grass green cup of Cho... I'm sorry is that coffee". I said, chuckling as I nonchalantly pushed a curly lock behind my ear. 

"You'd be much better off if you grabbed a Hot Mama Jama, I'll even add some hazelnut flakes just for you". He winked and I screamed inside. Why am I acting like this? 

"You got it, I've never been here before so I'll trust your judgment". I began to walk off. 

"Hey wait!" He shouted so I turned around. 

He printed out the receipt and then crushed it up, "How's on the house sound?" 

"Awesome!" 

Wow did I just say awesome, I know this sounds crazy but I think Thor is flirting with me. I really should ask his name, no wait I have a boyfriend, what's wrong with me?!

I sat in a booth in the back closest to the bathroom. I don't know why I feel the need to hide. I didn't do anything, but I just feel guilty. Like what if my feelings for Mike are fading. 

Thor walks over to me and passes me the coffee and we touch hands when I take it. "I'm Wendy!" 

"Dave!" he says with a smirk and now his name is no longer Thor. 

I'm not gonna lie the second I tried that Hot Mama Jama drink I almost spit it back up. But Dave was giving me eyes the whole time so I gave them back as I sipped slowly. I mean a little bit of flirting never hurt anybody, am I right?

When I was done, I got up to toss it in the trash and I looked back at him and waved goodbye. I honestly felt so stressed I decided to sit out on the front of my car and take a cigarette break. Mike doesn't know I still smoke. I promised to quit but with all our issues I started up again. It keeps me sane. 

Leaning against the side of my shitty toyota I lifted the cigarette bud to my lips with my right hand, and with my left, I tried to light it. Shit! My lighter isn't working, must be all out of juice. There goes my night and shining armor, Dave started walking towards me. 

"They let you out early or something" I shouted. 

"No, I got my hour break" He then stood in front of me" You need help with that". He took my lighter from my hand, then he did this trick with his thumb, and lit my cigarette.

Not only was he good with his hands but his fingers were long and thick and sort of beat up. I could tell he works with his hands like he did construction before. For a second I was turned on just from the curve of his thumb.

"Where'd you learn how to do that?" 

"I used to be a smoker," he said. 

"Is that so?" I tilted my face to the side to blow the smoke away from his direction.

He looked at me smiling, and I chuckled. Out of nowhere, he reached his hand behind the back of my head. Pulling me into him he kissed me like you wouldn't believe. My hand fell to my side causing my cigarette to drop onto the gravel. I pulled away to collect myself pushing my hair back to get air onto my warm face, keeping my eyes down to collect my thoughts. It felt like I had a fever like I was burning for him.

"I can't!" I say glancing up at him. 

"I understand, I was out of line," he said. 

Something about him admitting his default made me even more drawn to him.

He stood there catching his breath, his chest moving in and out with every sip of air. I leaned in this time and grabbed him by the back of his neck and pulled his lips to mine.  He pulled away with a shocked look on his face. I'll be honest, I feel a bit embarrassed. But then I glanced down and noticed our hands were locked. His hand slowly slid away, and so did he as he walked back to the tea house. 

"You coming?" He shouted. 

Next thing I knew we were making out in the dark hallway that lead the tea house. What if someone sees? Anyone could walk through that curtain at any minute and we'd be caught. He must've had the same idea as me. He pushed open the employee bathroom door and followed him locking the door behind me. I leaned in again pressing my lips to his soft succulent ones and placed my tongue into the rim of his mouth. I feel his hands groping my hips as his fingernails scrape up the side of my thighs, lifting me on top of the sink. My hands work their way down to my panties that are soaked and I grab the edge of it sliding them to the side. I was hungry for him. 

You can guess what happened next, I mean after he was done thrusting into me on top of the sink and making me come twice. I got into the car and acted as if nothing happened. Until I stopped on the side of the road driving back to Jason's. 

I threw my face into the steering wheel and began to sob. This was supposed to be a great weekend for me and Mike and I ruined everything. If I'm completely honest I and Mike haven't had sex in like 2months. I know that's not an excuse, but it was like quicky, he said he had to get back to working on his app. A real passionate session was probably as close as 6 months ago. 

But it doesn't matter cause I fucked up. I love Mike, I don't know what I did. I want to say it was an accident, but I could've stopped myself, I was fully aware of my decision. Shit! Mike's calling, so I answer the phone. 

"Hey, so I think things are gonna run a little late here, but how about you just head up, and I'll meet you at the lake house?" I didn't respond. 

"Wendy?" He said. 

"Sorry... um yea sure talk soon, love you". I hung up and didn't even give him a chance to say bye. 

The guilt consumed me but I knew a drive would do me good. Give me some time to think, whether I tell him, or if I take this secret to the grave. All I know is I don't want this mistake to ruin what we have, I'm gonna figure this out. I just have to be the best girlfriend ever on this trip, I have to. 

The lake house is about an hour away, so it's not an awfully long drive but it's better than nothing. It's Mike's parent's house which makes me feel more guilty. His parents are kind of rich. Which is why he can live on this app idea. They even pay our rent for our apartment. I really want us to start paying it, I mean as long as we're still together even after I tell him. Wait should I?