My Woman His Wife Saga by Anna J. Page A

saw that he’d been gone for at least three hours and knew that Jasmine was going to have a fit when she woke up. He also knew that if he tried to sneak past her and hop in the shower she would definitely know what he had done.
    Stuck between a rock and a hard place, he decided to wake Jasmine up and try to apologize to her. He stood over her watching her sleep and silently wondered what he had gotten himself into dealing with Monica. He knew he had to stay away or Jasmine would find out he was creeping. He honestly couldn’t think of a reason to cheat on his wife, and he did feel bad. He decided at that moment that he wouldn’t contact Monica anymore.
    From what he could see she was nothing but trouble—trouble that was easy to get into.
    â€œJasmine, wake up,” he whispered in her ear, shaking her a little to get her attention. When she opened her eyes, she looked at him like she wanted to punch him out.
    â€œWhat time is it?” she asked while she sat up on the couch and got herself together.
    â€œIt’s one thirty in the morning,” James responded while bracing himself to be cursed out. Jasmine had a sharp tongue, and she could slice you up with just words.
    â€œSo you’ve been gone for at least three hours. Why did you leave like that without letting me explain myself?”
    â€œJazz, I really don’t know. You hurt me.”
    â€œI hurt you? You’ve been acting like you hate me for the last few months. How did I hurt you?”
    â€œI know I’ve been treating you wrong. I’ve been stressed at work and tired when I get home.”
    â€œI’m tired when I get home too, but I make sure you and the kids eat, and if you want to have sex you get it no matter how late I’m at the office. I bend over backward to keep this house running smoothly no matter how stressed I am.”
    â€œBaby, I know, and I’m sorry about the way I’ve been treating you. I’m sorry I stormed out of here the way I did; I just needed to breathe for a second.”
    â€œJames, I need to breathe, too. You say shit to me that I don’t like, but I stay here and deal with it! I just can’t up and leave because I have kids to think about. Mommy can’t afford to have a breakdown when things don’t go right,” Jasmine said between her tears, partly because she couldn’t get Monica out of her system and partly because she didn’t want James to go.
    â€œI know that, Jazz. I know I need to change, but I need you to stick it out and help me. I need you to love me like you used to.”
    â€œJames that will never change, but you need to get it together. I can’t do this by myself.”
    â€œBaby, I know. I love you so much, and I need you. Whatever you do, just don’t leave.” James was begging her, nearly in tears. He had to leave Monica alone, and he vowed to himself right then that he would never be alone with her after that day.
    Jasmine was a little shaken up because she had just told Monica they could chill again. She knew if she wanted to work things out with James, she had to let Monica go, but she wasn’t sure she wanted to. Monica seemed to complete her, and it just sort of worked out. Jasmine knew if she called Monica and told her they couldn’t get together anymore, Monica would spazz out. She was temperamental like that, and she could be dangerous if rubbed the wrong way. So Jasmine decided to just fall back instead of talking to Monica, and only see her when she could.
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    On the other side of town, Monica placed the photos she’d downloaded from her camcorder into a hidden safe behind the picture she drew of her and the governor of D.C. She had her hooks in his wife also, and she decided it was about time to call for her money. He paid Monica to keep quiet about him sleeping with her on occasions, and he didn’t know Monica was having sex with his wife and his oldest daughter. She also knew