An hour later we are both panting and naked on the floor after an amazing session of sex, this time he was prepared with condoms.

Brian lazily traces circles on my arm. 

"Brian?"

"Hmm?" 

"Why did you come and tell me in person that you were getting married?" I ask propping myself up on my arm.

He takes in a breath. "To hurt you." Comes the honest reply.

"What?" I wasn't expecting that.

"I wanted to hurt you. I wanted to show you that even without you, my life went on." 

Pursing my lips together not knowing how to reply I finally say something. "Because I hurt you?"

Brian shrugs. "It was a mistake. I guess a part of me also wanted to see you. Know how you were."

"So now what?" I ask. 

"I don't know." 

I kiss him gently. "Well when are you going to tell Kevin?"

He looks confused. "About what?"

"About us." I state. 

"Who said I was going to tell him?" Brian asks sitting up.

I sit up next to him. "I don't understand. I thought after what you said and what happened ..." 

"What? You thought what?" He snaps.

"Well..." I inhale. "I just thought that you were finally willing to be with me. That you were going to leave Kevin. Get a divorce." 

"Why in the hell would you think that?" He asks reaching for his pants and pulling out a pack of cigarettes.

My mouth falls a gap. "Why would I think that? Because you sat there and told me things weren't working out between you two."

He takes a drag of the cigarette. "Justin, things are complicated."

"Brian what are you hiding? What don't you want me to know?" I ask feeling vulnerable.

Taking another puff of the stick he turns to me. "Look, just give me some time to figure things out."

"Fine." Comes my reply. "It's obvious that you don't want to leave Kevin. You're in a miserable situation and yet you still stay."

"And your relationship to Tim was so different? I see the way you two were together. You strung him along, made him believe that you were capable of loving him." He argues.

"It wasn't like that." I protest but know he's right.

Brian pulls the cigarette away from his mouth. "Then tell me why are you here with me instead of chasing after him? At least I'm trying to do right by Kevin. You just fuck with guys heads."

I pull back like I've been slapped. "You know what Brian? Take all the time you need because I'm done. I won't keep up this charade. You say you love me and that things are wrong between you and Kevin. Yet you won't leave him and expect me to allow this affair to continue." It never crossed my mind what was really happening, so this throws me for a loop. "That's all this is. You are cheating on your husband with me. Oh my God. How could I be so fucking stupid to believe that you would actually divorce him? You're Brian Kinney for fuck sake. It's what you do." 

Grabbing my pants, I pull them on followed by my shirt and everything else. I'm out the door without another glance. The world feels like it's crashing down around me and I know that I have to get out of here. The saddest part is Brian didn't come after me. Didn't attempt to do anything but let me walk out the door.