I figured I would tell him everything about my marriage then, and how scared I was of my husband. I got out of the car to say goodnight and he hugged me like he never wanted to let me go.
I saw the realization on Kathy’s face, she knew what was coming, and she knew why.
I took a phone call late one night towards the end of August. Steve explained how he wasn’t sorry about the fling with Kathy, as he had ended his marriage, and that he missed his two son’s.
In that instant, I knew the feeling’s I had for him were reciprocated.
Steve had to travel 150 miles to work and stayed with family, or friends in the area. As I mostly keep my marital problems to myself it wasn’t until years later Steve would come to tell me he always had a bad feeling about my husband.
He was desperately trying to extract himself from Kathy’s grasp but she kept telling him she would fall apart if he left.
He struggled with the guilt, and his ever increasing feelings for me.
One night we happened to pull into the garage at the same time to fuel up during a shift.
We went in to pay for our fuel and walked out onto the forecourt together.
I would have to end my, very unhappy marriage, and try to escape it to be free.
Steve was the first person to feel the baby I was carrying move in my belly, everyone assumed it was his, and that we were already seeing each other.
As I went to walk towards my car, he grabbed my hand, pulled me into his arms, and kissed me.