Jaxon

I slept in the guest room that night. Or should I say, I stayed in the guest room. Slept really wasn't an accurate description.

I didn't sleep at all. Not for one second.

It wasn't the accommodations. I liked the guest room well enough. After all, I'd picked out the furniture myself. The king sized bed with egyptian cotton sheets was just as good as what was in my own bedroom.

That wasn't the problem.

The problem was that my wife ...