I didn't take her seriously. I mean everyone cheats. At least that's what I told myself. I can't imagine my face when she walked in. I remember her words, though. Or rather, her word.

"Mom!"

Everything else was blades and blood. The woman was like a ninja - I would have sworn there were two or three of her. It seems like everything from the past few months flashed before my eyes in seconds.

"We shouldn't," I had protested. "Rachel is...well, she deserves better. We really..."

Rachel's mom was unbelievably gorgeous. Being a yoga instructor hadn't hurt her physique one bit. I knew better...I was better...but not in that moment. And not in the moments since.

I still don't know how she found us. We were discrete. Nobody knew we'd be in that little motel on the outskirts of town. Nobody could have...wait, Robert knew. But nah, he was my best friend - my main man. He'd never...

Damn. Damn, damn. I didn't see it coming. It was Robert. He told her. Dam