His name is Samuel. He's a ginger man. Red hair, red beard and red eyebrows. Just red. His hair only highlights his beautiful blue eyes. I knew from the very moment I saw those blue eyes, I would never be able to let them go.
We met the college campus my sister goes to. I spent the weekend with her and it was time to say goodbye. As I was walking out of the campus grounds, I saw him. He was carrying a tablet (no one carries books anymore these days) and tea. Green tea. God I hate the taste of green tea.
I didn't approach him immediately, actually I waited a few weeks. Every weekend during that time, I would ask my sister who he was, what he taught (he is a professor for psychology) and what time he left. I finally gathered the courage to approach him. I introduced myself when he arrived at campus one day. We exchanged numbers. That was how it took off. He called me a day later, inviting me out for coffee. At seven in the evening. Who the fuck goes out for coffeee at seven?
At the coffee place , we chatted, we laughed, we got to know each other. It was a dope ass date. He was so intellectual and charming. I liked that. An it too much now that I think of it. He invited me to his place, I said yes. We arrived at his place and the rest is history.
Now don't get me wrong, I had my suspicions that he was with someone else but I brushed them off as paranoia. That was until I found her birth control packet in the trash. But at that time, him and I had had sex at least four times. I was too attached.
He fessed up after I confronted him. He told me his marriage woes and my dumbass felt sorry for him. So I kept seeing him. Again and again.
It's not like I don't care about Audrey's (his wife) feelings. But at the same time Sam munipulated me into a relationship. He's a forty three year old man! He knew what he was doing. Anyway, I don't know how to go about the situation. Any advice would be necessary. ❤
