Rayne's POV

I walked in the house after meeting with Andre, Camille meeting me at the door with her peppy smile. "Mom, daddy and I spelled 7 words today! Then I wrote them.. see?" She waves her paper in my face.

"That's good babe, I'll look at the writing later.." I respond nonchalantly. I was proud of her, but I couldn't show it because of what had occurred earlier. Andre kissed me.. and I liked it. I was disgusted with myself, Michael is going to be so upset.. but I had to tell him.

"Where's your father?" I ask Camille.

"In his office with Mikey." She responded, her eyes now focused on her video game.

I quietly opened Michael's office door to my son playing on the floor with a toy truck, and Michael on the phone, leaned in his chair and his feet on his desk. He signals me to hang on with one finger up, his grin still directed at me.

"Well David if you can get enough people to volunteer I'm sure the tribute would be a good success, I'll connect you with my assistant Ramone and you guys can work together... the year is almost out so we've basically got a year. Talk to you later." He says with a smile, "hey.. where've you been." He directs to me, his arms outstretched.

I push out a weak smile, "we need to talk..."

"Yeah we do.. I'm thinking about taking a trip to Gary.. what do you think?" He says.

"Uh.. that's a good idea.." I sigh.

"Good, I'm thinking we go in a few years. Maybe once Jr's a little older.." he continues.

I watched him talk about the kids and plan the trip he was talking about. What I wanted to say to him was eating away at me.

"Andre and I kissed!" I blurt.

He pauses in his tracks, his eyes searching the floor, his excited smile slowly falling from his face, and I watched his beautiful features furrow into confusion. "What?" He asked.

My face buries into my hands before I clasp them on my lap. "Andre and I kissed.. and I liked it."

"When?"

"Earlier today. I met up with him to let him know that it wasn't a good idea for he and I to be friends... and before he left he just ki-"

"I don't wanna hear that part again..." he interrupted. "You liked it?"

"A little... Michael, I'm sorry... seriously. I don't know what I'm going through right now."

He sighs, kneeling beside me in the chair I sat in. "What am I doing wrong Ray?"

I frown, "what? You're doing everything right.. what do you mean?"

"Obviously I'm not, you kissed another man. We're married Rayne... you're attracted to someone else!" His voice elevates.

I couldn't figure out how I felt about anything, I wasn't conflicted, I knew I loved Michael but for some reason I wasn't attracted to him. He was always so busy, I honestly felt the same way.

Michael looked at me with so many different emotions flooding his eyes, a mix of anger, heartbreak, confusion and shock plagued his face. It was honestly that familiar feeling I had the day he had suddenly left me. It scared me to see him that way, knowing how I felt I couldn't believe I made him feel this way. I couldn't do anything but apologize. But before I could, he made a statement that sent chills through me.

"So.. what are we gonna do? What's the next step?" He stands, my eyes divert to my son who at this point was pushing his face on the floor sleeping amongst his toys.

"Rayne." He says pulling me back to him. "What are we going to do?"

I shrug speechless, "I don't know.." I stammer.

Michael sits on the edge of his desk, his fingers gripping the corners. "Answer this honestly.. do you still love me?"

"Yes." I respond with a sniffle.

"And you're still happy with me?" He asks.

I nod with an honest sense of uncertainty. I was happy that he is my husband, but as far as our relationship was going. I wasn't.

He felt the reluctance in my response, I swear it made his heart shatter. "Do you think we need a break?" He asks, his voice lower than usual while his eyes connected back toward the floor.

My heart thumped at the thought, "no.. no. I don't know."

"I mean you must be looking for something different Rayne. It's obviously not me anymore."

"You don't get to do that.." I respond arguably. "I already feel bad Michael, you can't make me feel worse."

"After the times you've made me feel bad over something I've done? You should feel bad!"

I stood and headed to the door, determined to end this before it got even worse.

"Of course you're gonna leave and run to your dad's house right? Leave me with kids again Rayne." He says sarcastically.

My mouth dropped at his arrogance, "maybe I will." I exclaim slamming the door. "I'll be back tomorrow Camille." I say calmly while kissing her forehead to leave.

As soon as I got outside, I burst into tears. My arms clutching around myself as I walked to my car and drove off.

Michael's POV

After getting the kids settled, of course Camille had one last question before she went to sleep.

"Is mommy ok? She looked upset."

I smile weakly, "she's fine. Mom and I just got a little mad at each other that's all. But she loves you very much.." I remind her before pecking her cheek and shutting her room door.

At around 12am, I sat in my office contemplating calling her, what if she called him to talk, what if she called him for something else... I decided to simply head over to her father's house and we were gonna straighten this out now. I didn't want to wait til tomorrow. I had Leon sit in the house to watch the kids and had Doug drive me over.

I banged on the door loud enough that I'm pretty sure my mother heard me next door. "Rayne." I yell. Her sleepy eyes greeted me with a frown, as she opened quietly in her bra and shorts

I looked around cautiously, subconsciously looking for Andre.

"Michael what are you doing here?" She scoffs, flopping on the couch.

"I want us to straighten this out tonight. I love you too much to let this sit overnight. You know I'd never let us end a night this way if I could stop it."

"Ok.." she sighed. "I'm sorry." She says shortly. "I've realized that one of my major problems is that I never take credit for my own mistakes. Andre kissing me was my fault. And I shouldn't have gotten mad at you for being mad at me... you were right to be upset."

I grab her hand, "what is the next step for us? If you don't think you want to be with me, let me know.. whatever makes you happy is what makes me happy... I never want you to suffer."

She shrugs standing, "I'm happy with you, I am I swear." She kisses me.

"I love you, and no matter what I'm always willing to make this work. You and my kids are the most important things in my life." I respond, "and even if I have to get all the plastic surgery every tabloid on earth says I have for you to keep loving me. I will" I chuckle.

Rayne giggles loudly, "you don't have to do that. You're perfect. I messed up.. I shouldn't have tried to push my mistake on you. I love you."

I kiss her softly, pushing her back on to the wall behind her. While I press my lips against hers, she slides my shirt over my head, pulling my chest on to her bra. Her hands grazed my back softly as I slowly removed her shorts, tossing them to the side and lifted her legs to wrap around mine. She moans out quietly, "I'm so sorry.." her breath whispers into my ear. My hands explored every part of her as I pushed my lips onto her neck and squeezed her tighter up against the wall...

We allowed our passion for each other to take over for the night waking up to a lamp that was shattered on the floor...

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