Jenna Valentino thought she had found her forever after.
Life was good. A husband she loved, a daughter she adored, a dream job and a beautiful home. But nothing could prepare her for the bittersweet taste of betrayal, shattering the illusion.
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~~ Jenna ~~
* Two Months Later *
"Do you have a smaller one?" I shouted out to Janelle, bunching the waist on my black skirt. Today I was called upon to fulfil my best friend duties.
Janelle ran her own catering company and today she was catering for an engagement party at the Chateau Marmont, no less. And yours truly had offered to help serve up her culinary delights, as unfortunately two of her usual staff were out of action—sick! I honestly didn't mind; Janelle had done so much for me in the last two months alone. Heck, if she'd asked for a kidney, I would have happily donated.
Rushing into the bedroom, a shoe in each hand. "No, that's the smallest black skirt I have hon." Walking towards me, she bent over, slipping on her shoes. "You need to stop losing weight."
She was right. These last two months I'd been exercising all my stresses away, running, yoga, boxing—anything to vent my frustrations. It sure beat crying. "No problem. I'll flip the waist and rest it on my hips."
"You make me so jealous. All the weight you've lost and still kept your curves. Just look at your ass and tits. It's not fair—when I lose weight mine shrink to nothing!" She grabbed my ass to emphasize her point.
Yelping. "Hey." I didn't think I'd ever been this fit and well toned, even pre-Ava. "Well, no one but you get to squeeze it."
Her face fell into a frown. "Hon, you got to get back on that horse or bike—not sure which."
"I think they both work."
She laughed. "You're a drop-dead sexy woman and this body should not go to waste—it would be sinful. If it was mine, I would abuse it every night."
I gave her a look. The last thing I needed was a man. I was perfectly happy with just me and Ava.
My stomach bottomed. Ava!
This was her first time spending the full day with him... and her. I felt nervous and relieved that he was going to play an active role in her life. "Nope. I'm done with men. I'm good just the way things are."
She twisted me around to face her, grasping my upper arms. "Jenna, you can't let one asshole ruin your whole opinion of men. I want you to meet someone. Someone who will adore and worship you."
It sounded nice. "I'm not saying forever J, just not right now."
"But speaking of assholes, how you feelin' about today? Oh and has the spawn of Satan been born yet?"
"J, honestly, it's a baby. It can't help who its parents are. But to answer your question I'm dealing by not thinking about it and I'm sure I'll find out soon enough if the baby's been born." It had excited Ava—a baby brother.
