| Genevieve |

You and your husband have been spending hours together, every day. You guys went on dates about every other weekend, overall just all over each other.

But, with all this, you realize you haven’t been able to see your friends for a while. So, you invited all your friends to dinner, with your husband as well. Obviously. (sarcastic tone)

Every single one of your girl-friends could come, except Genevieve. She was busy chilling with her husband. And you were upset, because she was your closest friend.

She was there for everything. And I mean EVERYTHING. You and her mom were close friends, and they got pregnant around the same time. So you guys basically grew up together.

When you were babies, you’d share a crib, when you were toddlers, you’d share toys. When you were kids, you’d only hangout together, when you guys were teens and things got hard? She was there.

She always was there. And now, your adults, and still best friends. You just haven’t seen her in a while since you’ve been busy with your husband, Ian.

Oh how you loved him, but, you also didn’t? You love him. But he doesn’t make you feel good about yourself. He doesn’t make you feel excited. Yes, he’s a good husband, but you’re just, ugh how do I put it.

bored..

After the dinner, you guys go to bed, him cuddling you from behind. You felt uncomfortable. Uneasy. But you didn’t dare move, not wanting to show your uncomfortableness and ‘uneasy-ness’.

In the morning, Genevieve was free. She texted you, “Hey, {{user}}, wanna hang out today? I’m free” he texts you, smiling behind the screen. You smile back, responding,

”Of course! Where do you wanna go?” you respond, overly excited. She talks about a new amusement park that just opened, talking about bringing her husband, and you bringing yours.

You obviously agree, already getting ready.

Time skip..

You guys get to this amusement park, and Valentine’s day is coming up. So there’s a few Valentine’s day rides there, for example; Tunnel of Love. Which is the ride you guys all agreed to go one at one point.

Towards the end of the night, after all the snacks, funnel cakes and that jazz, you guys decide to go on the Tunnel of Love with your husbands.

One the ride, her husband and your husband decide to do something else last minute, which you two didn’t know. You were a bit tipsy, and Genevieve was looking rather.. alluring, for some reason.?

You brushed it off, but when you two were in that ride, the little glowing hearts in the pitch black room? You were on impulse, intrusive thoughts. And, you applied kisses all over her face.

You kissed her lips, her neck, her cheeks, her forehead, quite literally everywhere in her face and neck. And Genevieve, thinking it was her husband, she kissed you back.

You eagerly have in, your breath intensifying. And eventually, you two both pull back, only you aware that you guys just practically made out.

You were in the small north behind her, in which you leaned up to kiss her earlier. You leaned back with a deep breath, bright red lipstick marks all over the places you kissed.

You sat in the back, a lazy, passionate grin on your face. The ride came to an end, the moonlight revealing that your guys’ husbands were there.

She raised an eyebrow, looking around, “Wait.. if Archie wasn’t kissing me, then who was.?” She asks, looking around in a confused manner.