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rough patch. Her parents are fucking horrific. Like monsters. They, they actually think I don’t have a real job. Her dad is old school and the idea of a man ‘staying at home’ is apparently making me a pussy.”
                  “What? You’re the smartest guy I know, and software is super lucrative right now. Hell, you and Jen have the nicest house in this neighborhood.”
                  Kent scoffed, draining his glass.
                  “Jen’s dad ganged up on me about my company and this time was different.”             
                  “How so?”
                  “Jen joined him in mocking me. She was saying all this stuff about wishing I was more like her dad, but in a nasty way. It was like she regretted being with me or something.”
                  “Kent,” Leanna said, grabbing his hand.
                  To her surprise, Kent did not pull away. In fact, he squeezed her hand, sitting at the kitchen island next to her.
                  “I don’t know what I would do without you these past years. She’s not the same person anymore, you know? I know guys aren’t supposed to say this sort of stuff, but it would nice to be able to just do this, just sit and talk instead of screaming all the time.”
                  Leanna pulled Kent into a tight hug, breathing in his rich, masculine smell. His muscles tensed and relaxed under her as the hug dragged out.
                  “Sorry, for unloading on you,” Kent said into her ear.
                  His voice was low and husky, and Leanna was trying desperately to pull away. She forced herself back, staring into Kent’s green eyes. He seemed to have a storm clouding in those dark eyes of his. Leanna touched his face, dragging her hands down his square jaw, and touching his broad chest.
                  “Jennifer is lucky. If it were me—”
                  “If it were you?”
                  Leanna leaned in, kissing him. He groaned into her kiss, pulling her body close to his. His hands roamed her body, touching her breasts, cupping her ass. Leanna pulled at the hem of his shirt, desperate to have his naked body on top of her.
                  “Wait, wait. God, shit, I can’t” Kent said, grabbing her hands.
                  Leanna’s stomach fell into the throbbing, wet spot between her legs. He was rejecting her. She stepped back, giving him space.
                  “I’m sorry,” Leanna said, combing her long brunette hair behind her ears.
                  “It’s not you. You’re beautiful, but—I’m married and—”
                  “I get it,” Leanna said, feeling her cheeks get hot.
                  No amount of a tan was going to hide the fact that she was probably as red as a tomato.
                  “I’m gonna go,” Leanna said, storming out of the kitchen.
                  Kent called after her, but she was too humiliated. She had wanted him for so long. They had flirted for so long and now she had her chance and blew it. Jennifer did not even give a damn about Kent. She never seemed to know how good she had it. Rumor around the neighborhood was Jen, the workaholic, was also having an affair with one of the neighbors. As a matter of fact, Leanna was sure she saw Leanna’s Lexus a block over at Jim Gregory’s house around the time she was supposedly ‘running late’ from work. Leanna slammed her front door and marched down the hallway of her empty house into her bedroom. She collapsed on the bed, covering her face and feeling the weight of what she had done. It was so unfair to her. She knew she and Kent would be great together. For the past three years they were just as much a married couple just without the sex. They bonded on everything from taste