I had moved in with Scott the summer of 2010. Almost immediately we moved to Austin so that I could start the upcoming fall semester. He left me sometime at the begining of November, the reason is unimportant.
On December 5th two of my friends and I went out looking for a good time. We went to this place and as was the norm, we look for guys upon arrival because we're girls and we are not about to buy our own drinks. It was my job to reel the guys in. We were there maybe 20 minutes when I spotted this guy--my preference was always tall, blond and blue eyed and this guy fit the bill. I went over to him and luckily for us he was there with his buddies. They agreed to come join us at our table (they had been standing around the bar). I paired off with the tall blond guy, one of my girlfriends paired off with Jack--whose name at the time was not known to me. The unpaired girlfriend sat next to me and the other guys just sat around all of us. All was well, two hours into the night we'd been dancing, drinking, having a good time. The music stopped for a bit while the dj took a break. We all continued talking, Jack had been at the opposite end of the table so before the music stopped I hadn't really heard him talking. But because there was no music, I was hearing him speak for the first time. Instantly I was drawn to his voice because he was speaking with an accent. I thought it was an Australian accent. I asked the friend next to me if he was an Aussie and she did not know. (It turned out it was a British accent, he's from some place called Worksop in England.)
I'm listening to him speak and when he finishes talking I reach over and grab a hold of his wrist. I tell him that he and I should lose the friends and go party by ourselves. He's caught off gaurd and doesn't reply quick enough for me, he just looks over to this buddies. I turn to them and tell them I want to steal their buddy away and if that's a problem. One of the guys gives him the thumbs up and that was that. Before leaving the table, because I feel bad for the blond guy I pull out cash and hand it to him thanking him for the drinks. Jack and I leave the place still not knowing each other's names. We take care of that while waiting for a taxi. We head to a coffee shop that's across the street from my place. We drink coffee and talk for a couple of hours before heading to my place to watch a movie, which ends with us having sex. He leaves the following morning to go to his place to get ready for work. We had clicked, we liked each other, we saw each other everyday after that. I'd either stay at his place or he'd stay at mine.
My lease was going to be up December 31st. Scott had already taken everything out of the place, all he had left me was the mattress, a night stand and a TV. But nonetheless he was there Jan 2nd to supervise my vacating the place. It was the wknd, so technically the place would be turned over on Monday the 3rd. I had no place to go, I was going to go to my brother's, who lived in Austin. Jack suggested I go stay with him. He didn't have to tell me twice, that's where I went.
The following month, Feb 11th we flew to the east coast (his brother lived there) and the following day we married. Three weeks later, we were somewhat settled. I of course had a secret--I was crushing on My Obsession. We continued our calls every third day (occasionally his schedule varied). I'd find excuses to leave the house if the times coincided with Jack being home. Than I got brave. Sometimes Matt's arrival at the hotel would be in middle of the night, so I couldn't really leave the apartment without possibly getting in trouble. I'd have phonesex in another room. That worked, until three weeks into our marriage. I already knew Matt's arrival time would be in middle of the night so long beforehand I made an excuse for sleeping in the livingroom. The sofa was not comfortable so I chose to sleep on the floor next to it.
So, whatever...the next thing I know I'm in the middle of phonesex with Mr Obsession and Jack's walking in on me. I act stupid from that point on. I hang up the phone and put it beside me and act as if I'm asleep. He asks me over and over what that was about and I deny having been doing anything. It turns into an ugly fight. I kept saying that I didn't know what he was talking about that I was asleep and he must have been dreaming or imagining things. That was my story and I stuck to it.
The following morning, he packed a bag as he headed to work, he said I had 72 hours to either confess or leave his place. I left his place the following day. The day after that he filed for divorce and that was that.
I went to stay with my brother. I continued on with Mr Obsession.
I have seen Jack three times by chance in Austin since our divorce. He spoke to me only one of those times, and than it wasn't so much by choice. Scott, his daughter and I were at a downtown fest, Scott was pushing the stroller with Matty (he was a baby). Jack along with a female and tall blond guy were walking towards us. I think he saw me too and we were both going to ignore each other, but as they got closer to us, blond guy spotted me and said hello. Ever since I left the club with Jack that night he was a dick towards me....I said hello, Jack and the female had stopped walking but pretended to be viewing a vendor's merchandise. Blond guy looked at Scott and asked who he was, so I introduced them, and I mentioned the baby was my son and the little girl my step-daughter. His comment was something like, "Really? I never pictured you as the mother type." With that Jack rushed to the blond guy's side to kind rush him along...he knew Scott, they just shook hands politely, he just tipped his head towards me and said my name. I said hello and they walked off.
That's life...shit happens.