Well except forone thing I had never told my love. Why would I put my marriage injeopardy for something locked away since she came into my life?The tw... of us matched in more ways than one. I was just an inch or sotaller except when she wore heels but I didn't mind that she could lookdown at me. We were life partners and could give a damn about convention.The love we had was palpable.After meeting and falling in love at university Mary and I married whenwe were both twenty-two. On the proverbial. "And Mandy just swept her hand toward him, palm up."I shrugged.She gave me a look. "Geez, Jake. You act like you don't care..."I just shook my head. "Make up your mind, woman! I do care, but it WAS you that said she didn't want the constraints of being married, or the feeling of total commitment..."She started to protest that ... surely with some niggling deviation in the context of 'fem-logic'. I held up my hand to stop her."Look, love-of-my-life! You were right, I was wrong ... sorta ... the. " The irony of it all," Naira mused as her eyes traced the glowing tip, memories of post finals soirees with a glass of wine and a cigarette dancing in her brain. She couldn't exactly recall what the buzz of a cigarette felt like, but she knew she longed for it. Hell, the day had been shit, she needed something to get her over the hump. Just this one little relapse. "Can I actually take you up on that offer?"The blonde took another slow drag then drew out another cigarette with a little smile.. The text message she had sent three hours later after he still hadn’t sent anything, ‘Got a better offer huh? :p’ hadn’t seemed to offend, but it had broken her rules, never to text first, never to question if she wasn’t sure of the answer. And she still remembered the tightness in her chest when she’d logged in to see he had spoken to somebody, but it hadn’t been her, again she thought of jealousy, blocking him was needed, that way she wouldn’t know that he’d been online, wouldn’t wonder why.