*Flashback*

So many weeks of stressful suspense and anticipation have led me to this moment, the news I've been waiting for. The first clients into my law practice are massive, I mean, a seriously huge deal for me, AND I won the bid on a top-notch office location! I am so daggone excited and can't wait to share my good news with Carter. He knows firsthand how hard I've worked to get this.

I'm barely able to contain my excitement while I rush to his apartment, letting myself in, ready to celebrate. Clothes are strewn everywhere; soda cans sit on the living room table and partially eaten Chinese food containers sit with chopsticks still in them. He's such a slob and I make a mental note to get him more organized.

Making my way down the hallway, a weird vibe suddenly hits my belly and almost instantly my eyes land on the cause. The door to his bedroom is open slightly, and there he is, sitting in a chair while some blonde is bobbing her head up and down between his legs. What the hell??? I know I should say something, leave, do something. But I can't. I just stand there, like a fool, my feet cemented to the floor. His head is thrown back, face contorted with passion and pleasure, the same look I've seen many times. Sounds come from his slightly parted lips, sounds that I am oh so familiar with and I already know what's about to happen. 

Oh my God, am I really about to stand here, watching my supposed boyfriend come down some chick's throat?

I guess I am.

As soon as he gets to, what I know is, the point of no return, his eyes pop open, zeroing in on mine. His face is covered with a mixture of fear, pain, and passion.

"Oooh fuuuuuck, shit...stop!!!"

But it's too late for him. His body starts to shake, he makes a sound that's somewhere between a moan and a sob, and he's done.

"Oh baby, oh my God! Please, I can explain!!! Shit, I'm sorry, baby, I don't —. " He's attempting to stand but his orgasm has him weak, so he's stumbling, trying to push the girl away.

The girl, unfortunately, has no idea what's going on until she follows his gaze to find me in the doorway. Poor thing looks petrified.

Somehow I find my voice, "Carter, don't. You can't begin to explain why your dick was in some other girl's mouth." I'm amazed at how calm I sound because there's a category seven hurricane attacking my insides.

"Baby, please. I'm sorry. I am so sorry!!!" He pleads as his eyes start to gloss over.

Is he for real, right now? He's not going to cry, is he?

As I turn to calmly walk from his apartment, I hear him yelling, "Fuck fuck fuck...get out!"

And then a whiney voice responds to his, "I can't believe this shit, Carter! I thought you broke up with her?"

Stopping, I listen for his response.

He sounds defeated, "I never told you that, I told you we were having some issues. I've got to fix this!! Get out!!!"

Issues? What issues?

I'm running down the steps as fast as my legs can take me but not fast enough. The girl runs past me, half-dressed, muttering an apology, and then I feel a hand grab my elbow. Carter's standing there with bare feet and those sexy grey sweatpants, slung low on his hips like I have always loved.

"Nicole, baby, please, can we go inside and talk? I can fix this baby. I promise. I love you!"

My calm demeanor is slipping fast, and I yell, pointing my finger to his apartment, "I can never unsee...THAT! I will never be able to look at you the same again! Why Carter? Why did you do this? How could you do this to me?"

I'm sobbing now, tears running, nose running. I know I look a hot mess in the middle of the parking lot, but dammit, I don't care! How could he do this to me?!?! He's sobbing too now. I guess so....jerk.

He reaches out for me, but I step back. Dropping his hands in defeat, he looks at me with tears running down his face. Really?

"Baby, I'm sorry. You know we've both been crazy busy. We have barely seen each other for the past six months." He looks down at the ground, wipes at his face quickly and takes a deep breath in, and exhales.

He looks back up at me with scared eyes. "She means nothing. I love you, Nicole, you know that but I felt like we were drifting apart, and Tracy just sort of happened."

"You think you could've talked to me about how you were feeling before this just sort of...happened?"

"I tried Nicole, but you were always busy, and you always pushed me off."

"Oh, so this is my fault???" I'm instantly going from hurt to pissed.

"No...no, that's not what I'm saying. It's just—"

And that's when the palm of my hand meets his face, a sound I'm sure that could be heard across the city.

Immediately a calming vibe flows through me. "Fuck you Carter."

*End Flashback*

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Well well...you already knew where this was leading, didn't you? Being cheated on sucks (ask me how I know) and poor thing, she was totally blind-sided. Carter. The Jerk.

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