He smiled, looking a bit guarded as he took the cup. Maybe I looked a little flammable as I struggled against making a huge scene in the parking lot. "Well, thank you," he said."Did you know he agreed you're a hottie?" I asked.He chuckled. "It's usually women they're after. The young guys they hire here would probably hump a table leg if it was shaped nicely enough. But thanks, this was nice of you. I gotta run, though." He turned away.As he grasped his car door's handle, I asked, "Don't I get a kiss?"Did I sound sarcastic?He looked back with a surprised expression. "What?" I was told it's the usual reward for the daily delivery service."For the fleetest of moments his eyes widened. Then he seemed to recover."Yeah right, lady," he drawled. But he deigned to give me a quick peck on the lips. He pulled the door open and climbed in. I stepped aside as he pulled out and roared noisily away. I waved, but he was already talking on his phone."See ya," I muttered to myself. I made a mental. She was travelling down to Phoenix to spend time with her lover. To make things even worse he paid for her trip.That caused something inside him to snap. He quickly packed a bag, drove to Detroit Metro Airport, and bought a one-way ticket to Phoenix. When he arrived he immediately drove to the hotel she was staying, knocked on the door and confronted her. An argument ensued. She told him she hadn’t loved him since the second year of their marriage, and only stayed with him because he had money, and funded her salon. He felt like someone kicked him in the balls. He collapsed onto a chair as she continued to berate him about being a lousy lover, and caring more about racing mountain bikes than her.After she told him the marriage was officially over he walked out of the room and down to the lobby. He sat down on one the couches and started crying. For the first time since he was twenty-one he was truly alone. The thought of hopping back on a plane and returning to Detroit depressed him.
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