legs out on the floor. Buddy rested his head in my lap and gave another muffled whine.
Worry grew in my stomach and I scratched the chocolatey auburn fur of his ears.
My boy was sick, that was for sure.
Craning my neck back, I stared at my ceiling and reflected on my dilemma. Along with
taking down the Freeway Kings, I also had to fit in an emergency appointment to the vet.
I sighed and Buddy stared up at me, looking almost guilty.
¡°It¡¯s all right, boy,¡± I said. ¡°We¡¯ll be okay.¡±
Chapter Two
Samantha
I always heard the phrase ¡°life-changing moment¡±, but I never experienced one until
then. One moment I was walking toward our bedroom, no, his bedroom, thinking about
dinner. I had just dropped a brown paper grocery bag on the kitchen counter, excited to
cook his favorite meal to celebrate my first good day at the new veterinary clinic since
moving from Mascid to Sturgis. Golden corn on the cob, mini garden potatoes, and
poultry that was going to be hand-breaded then deep-fried, all fresh from the farmer¡¯s
market. About to change from my scrubs to cozier clothes, I opened the bedroom door
and my life changed.
¡°What the fuck, Travis?¡± I always avoided cussing because it was crass, but the words
flew out of mouth when I saw another woman riding my boyfriend in my bed that I paid
for. All I could remember about her before she zoomed past me with her clothes in her
arms was that she had brown hair and a look of shame plastered on her face. And that she
was too fit for my scrawny dweeb of a boyfriend.
Just by looking at the scene in front of me; Travis, naked in our bed, covering his
average-sized penis with a pillow, and a cowardly ¡°busted¡± expression, I was given a lot of
information.
¡°Samantha, please,¡± he said, ¡°this meant nothing. I swear, it was the first ti¡ª¡±
¡°It meant nothing?¡±
¡°Yes, I swear, let me explai¡ª¡±
¡°How can you say that fucking another woman in my bed at six o¡¯clock at night means
nothing?¡± I asked before I flung out my next thought. ¡°That¡¯s another thing, are you