Page 9 of Temptation

I thought she didn't cook, and when she did, she burnt everything!

So, I may have exaggerated that to make you feel better. I still like your cooking more. Baby, come on. She's not that great, or I wouldn't want to be with you.

Tenn seems to think she's that great.

Do you think they know?

No. She wouldn't have invited you over if that was the case. It's a coincidence. They run in the same circles.

If Tenn finds out, I'll walk away with nothing; there's a cheating clause in our prenup.

He won't. They haven't figured anything out yet. He bought the story about your friend, didn't he?

I think so. He's been sleeping on the couch though.

Good. I don't want him sleeping with you.

Are you sleeping with her?

Yes, but I told you she hates sex and doesn't care about me not initiating. Listen, I need to get some sleep. I'll see you tomorrow night, okay?

Okay. I love you.

I love you more.

Quinn took the last screenshot and sat there seething for a bit. There was no way he was ever going to leave her. The house was in Quill's name; he built it for her and didn't want Joel anywhere near it. He might make more money per paycheck, but her income was steady. In contrast, he had to sell a car to get a commission, and he most definitely was not the top salesman, so he relied on her to fill his gaps; at the end of the year, what went on the tax forms as they made the same amount so he wouldn't get alimony.

She decided the best revenge was living well. She was just going to get started before she left his cheating ass. She printed the screenshots and put them in a folder for Tenn, then called Rilla.

“Hey Q, what's up?”

“Joel's cheating.”

“I'll see you tomorrow morning.”

“Thanks, Ril.”

Chapter Five: Hair Dye & Tattoos

“Where are you going?” Joel came out of the bedroom the next morning just as Quinn was grabbing the keys to her Porsche Cayenne. He had insisted she buy a Porsche when her twelve-year-old Kia died two years previously. She had to admit it was a lovely car, but he had been pissed when she went to a saleswoman the others had been bullying to go through with the sale. He didn't know that she sent everyone who asked about her car to Trina ever since.

“Out with Rilla. We have a girl's day planned, and then I'm meeting Tenn.” She smiled, grabbed the bags she was taking with her, and blew him a kiss. “Don't wait up.”

“What about dinner?” He asked, his eyebrows pulled down in confusion.

“Order a pizza.” She shrugged and stepped outside, with him quickly following her. “Or eat the leftover spaghetti.”

“You're breaking the Sunday dinner rule.”

“You were right. It was stupid.” She shrugged again as she opened the trunk and put the bags inside. She had started cooking Sunday dinner for them both when they got married, as Sunday was the one day they were guaranteed to have off together. When he had met Viki, he had started skipping them, and two weeks ago, he had walked in on her crying in bed. When he asked what was wrong, she had unloaded on him, telling him she was miserable and he clearly didn't want to be married anymore, so they should divorce. He had begged for a chance to prove her wrong, and she told him he had to prove he wanted to be with her or get out. She refused to tell him how to prove it, saying they had been married long enough that he should know what he needed to do and refused to give him a timeline because it had to be ongoing. If she felt he was slipping, she was out.

“That's not what I said!” Joel protested as he followed her around the car.

“You're right. You said it was ridiculous for a grown man to have to be home for dinner.” She threw his words back at him and got in her car. “Congratulations, you were right.” She closed the door and put down her window. “It wasn't right for me to expect my husband to spend a small part of the only day he knows for sure he has off with me. So go do whatever you want.” She pulled out of the driveway and waved cheerfully as she drove away.

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When she got to Rilla's, Quinn was greeted at the door by Rilla, who gave her a huge, tight hug before leading her down to the basement salon. She told Rilla what had happened in her meeting with Tenn and what they had decided to do.