." You thought what?" she demanded. "Did you think you could screw me over like that and everything would be okay? Did you think you were doing me a...favor? Stupid bitch, don't you see? All I ever wanted was to share my life with you, all of it. I would have died for you. But now...now I don't know what I feel. You hurt me horrendously. I doubt I can ever get over this." Miri, I love you more than life itself," I said as the tears began again. "Don't you understand? I did what I did so. It was starting to concern him. He endured it for several months but he was too busy to look after it."Remember that short video your friend sent you years back?" she asked her husband as they lay in bed. The effects of her fourth radiation treatment had dwindled and she felt like playing. This pleased Chris to no end. Most women in their late forties didn't feel like having sex with her husband. This was not true with Gabrielle. She seldom said no to him and only after her illness was too much. She looked up at him, her blue eyes bright. Then she turned her nose up. “Well. As long as you give me the next two dances.”Ryan took Rain by the hand, moving out to the dance floor. One hand on her waist, the other on her hand, their bodies close enough to touch. They moved between the other dancers on the floor. Rain’s short hair against his cheek. “Are you having a good time?” He murmured into her ear.Rain shivered against him, pressing close. “Yes.” She said nothing for a moment. “I - find. I have thought about quitting my job, but I don’t know if I should do it. The job pays well and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t like having Matt around. I’m so confused. I don’t know what to do. As I skim through the pages of Cosmopolitan magazine—Jeans: Find the Perfect Fit for Your Body Type! Top One Hundred Sex Positions! Is He Cheating on You? Take Our Quiz and Find Out!—I hear a knock on my door. “Who is it?” “It’s me”—Matt Steiner—“open the door, Karla.” Before I could stop myself, I.