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Chapter 5

"I can't believe my dad invited him," Audrey said in the cab. "He did say he was okay with us being together, right?"

"Kind of," Jack said. "Look, I don't think he meant for you two to fight. I think he was just trying to be nice."

"Oh come on. Whenever Paul and I are in the same room, we fight," Audrey said. "He heard that Paul still wanted to work things out so he invited him."

Jack looked at her but didn't say anything.

"What?" Audrey asked.

"Nothing," Jack said.

"No, you're thinking something but you won't say it," Audrey said, knowing that face all too well.

"Maybe," Jack said. "Maybe you're being a little hard on Paul."

"What?" Audrey asked angrily.

"And, your father," Jack added. Audrey glared at him. "Sorry. It's just that your father cares about you. He doesn't want you giving up on your marriage so easily. And, Paul, I know it took him a while. But, he is trying."

The cab stopped and they got out. Jack grabbed both of their bags letting Audrey unlock the door.

"You don't know Paul, Jack," Audrey said once they were both inside. "I don't know why you keep defending him and it's really weird that you are. And, you're wrong. Paul isn't trying, Jack. He says he's going to and maybe for a little while he will but once he thinks he has me he'll just ignore me like he always does. This isn't new, Jack. This has been going on for a few years now. Before, he did this act so I wouldn't separate from him and now he's doing it so I won't divorce him."

Jack closed the gap between them and took her in his arms. "Okay. I'm sorry."

"I just don't get why you would want to defend him," Audrey said, holding Jack tightly.

"Even though I'm not the reason you two are separated, I am the reason you aren't giving him another chance," Jack said. "I just don't want you to regret this someday. I love you too much."

Audrey smiled. "I love you too."


Audrey's phone rang at three in the morning waking both her and Jack up.

"Hello?" Audrey said, tiredly.

"We're not getting a divorce," said a slurred voice on the phone. Paul. Audrey figured he must be drunk.

"Paul, go get some sleep. You're drunk," Audrey said.

"Wait!" Paul said before Audrey could hang up on him. "I love you."

"Goodnight Paul," Audrey said. She was about to hang up again but he started talking again.

"Will you come pick me up?" Paul asked.

"No Paul," Audrey answered.

"Please," Paul begged. "I don't have money for a cab. But, I guess I could just drive the rental car I'm using."

Audrey thought about it. "Fine. Where are you?"

Paul told her what bar he was at and she hung up. She got out from under the covers angrily.

"Where are you going?" Jack asked.

"Picking up Paul from a bar so that he doesn't try to drive," Audrey said irritably.

"Be careful," Jack said. "Do you want me to go with you?"

"No I'll be fine," Audrey said, as she finished getting dressed. She kissed Jack goodbye before leaving.

When she got there, Paul was waiting for her.

"Took you long enough," Paul said.

"Let's go," Audrey said. She grabbed his arm and led him to her car. She started the car and started driving.

"Where are you staying?" Audrey asked.

"Why are you wearing sweat pants?" Paul asked. "You could've put on something a little sexier to pick up your husband."

"Where are you staying?" Audrey repeated.

"We can go to your place," Paul said.

"We're not going to my place," Audrey said, impatiently. "What hotel are you staying at?"

"You're right," Paul said. "Hotel room sex is better anyways."

"Where am I taking you?" Audrey asked again. Paul was getting on her last nerve.

"The Hyatt," Paul said. Audrey drove towards the hotel. When Audrey pulled up to the hotel Paul didn't get out. "You got to park, babe."

"Get out," Audrey said.

"Oh, so you're going to meet me up there?" Paul asked.

"I'm not going to sleep with you Paul," Audrey said.

"Really?" Paul said. "You came all the way to pick me up from a bar just to drop me off at my hotel."

"Yes," Audrey said. "Because you said you didn't have money for a cab."

Paul laughed. "I'm rich. We're rich. Of course I had money for a cab."

"Get out," Audrey repeated, angry with herself for falling for his trick.

"When you change your mind," Paul said, getting out of the car. "I'll be here."

He closed the door behind him. Audrey drove home as fast as she could wishing she had never went to pick him up. She crawled under the covers and got as close to Jack as possible.

"You okay?" Jack asked.

"Yeah I'm tired though," Audrey said. "I'll tell you about it in the morning."

They fell asleep quickly.


When Audrey woke up, Jack was cooking breakfast for her. Audrey walked into the kitchen smiling and wondering how she got so lucky.

"Morning," Audrey said, walking over to him.

"Morning," Jack replied, pulling her closer to him before kissing her, softly. He pulled away to flip the pancakes before they could burn. "You want some coffee?"

"Please," Audrey said. Jack got her out a mug and poured her some. Breakfast was ready a few minutes later.

"So, what happened last night?" Jack asked.

"I'm such an idiot," Audrey said. "How could I believe him when he said he didn't have money for a cab? He wanted me to pick him up so he could convince me to sleep with him."

"Well, that's because you're incredibly sexy," Jack said. Audrey smiled but rolled her eyes. They finished eating and quickly got ready for work.


Audrey sat in her office doing paperwork. She hadn't seen Jack since this morning; he and Heller had meetings all day. Audrey's phone rang.

"Audrey Raines," she answered.

"Hey babe," Paul replied. Audrey sighed quietly.

"What do you want Paul?" Audrey asked.

"To apologize for anything I might have said last night," Paul said. "I was really drunk."

"Yeah I could tell," Audrey said under her breath.

"Look, I was thinking that maybe tonight we could go out to dinner and talk," Paul said.

"I don't think so, Paul," Audrey said.

"Come on," Paul said. "Just one date."

"Paul," Audrey said. "I can't. I'm sorry."

She hung up before he could protest.


"How were your meetings?" Audrey asked, once Jack got home.

"Long," Jack answered, pulling her close to him for a kiss.

"I missed you," Audrey said, as Jack moved his lips to her neck.

"I missed you too," Jack said, his hands reaching under her shirt. Audrey wrapped her arms around Jack letting him pick her up and carry her to the bed. Just as he set her down, there was a knock on the door. Jack held onto Audrey tighter hoping that she wouldn't try to get the door. But, she smiled at him and broke away.

She brushed the wrinkles out of her shirt and opened the door.

"Paul?" Audrey said, surprised that he was here. Surprised that he knew where she was staying too.

"You ready?" Paul asked.

"For what?"

"Dinner," Paul said.

"Paul, I said no to dinner," Audrey said. She started to close the door but Paul put his hand out to stop it from closing.

"Then we can stay here and talk," Paul said, stepping forward to go inside.

"No!" Audrey protested, thinking of how Paul would react if he saw Jack in there. Audrey sighed. "Stay here. Let me grab my purse."

Audrey shut the door and walked over to the bedroom where Jack was sitting on the bed.

"I'm sorry," she said, apologetically. "I'll be back in a little while. I'm going to tell him about us tonight and then maybe he'll leave me alone, okay?"

"Okay," Jack said.

She gave Jack a quick kiss before grabbing her purse off the couch and heading out the door.


Paul ordered the most expensive champagne at the restaurant for them. Audrey hated it when he did that. It was his way of showing off how wealthy he was to everyone, including Audrey who didn't care. Then they ordered their overly expensive meals.

"So, how's work been?" Paul asked her, trying to make conversation.

"It's busy like always," Audrey said.

Paul waited a moment before talking again. "I've missed you, Audrey."

"Paul," Audrey started.

"Wait, before you say anything," Paul said. "I know you want a divorce. But, I don't think we've given this enough time. You're my wife and I love you. We can start off small. Go on dates and stuff. We can make it work."

"I'm sorry, Paul," Audrey said. "But, I'm seeing someone."

"What?" Paul asked, shocked and angry. "For how long?"

"Almost six months," Audrey said.

Paul smiled and let out a small laugh. "And, you're going to end our marriage for some guy you've been seeing for only six months?"

"He's not the reason I want a divorce, Paul."

"Oh really?" Paul said. "Do you love him?"

"Yes," Audrey answered.

Paul let it sink in a minute. "Okay, so if he isn't the reason, then what is?"

"Paul," Audrey said. "I'm not doing this again. You know why. Things just aren't the same as they used to be."

"They can be though," Paul said. "Just break up with this boyfriend of yours and give us a chance."

"I'm not doing that, Paul," Audrey said.

"Come on," Paul said. "He's probably using you anyway."

Audrey rolled her eyes.

"How did you meet this guy anyway?" Paul asked.

"Work," Audrey answered.

Paul laughed. "So not only is he using you for your body he's using you to get ahead in his job."

"He's not."

"Whatever you say," Paul said. Their food came and they ate it silently. When they finished they got back into Paul's fancy rental car. He started driving, but passed a street to get to Audrey's place.

"You missed the street," Audrey said.

"I thought we could go to my hotel," Paul said.

"No," Audrey said angrily. "Take me home."

"Lighten up," Paul said.

"Let me out," Audrey insisted. Paul looked over at her. "I'm serious."

"Come on, Audrey. When was the last time we slept together? You're my wife for God's sake."

Paul stopped at a red light and Audrey opened her door and got out. She grabbed the first taxi she could find and headed home.