Gemotions

The tiny notebook, hidden under the mattress, trembled in John's hand. He ran his fingers across the carefully written dates and times, each entry a confirmation of his suspicions. The other woman. The secret meetings. He nearly laughed aloud.

His body felt light, as if he could float. He felt like he'd been given a secret gift. A gift that, he realized, he was more than prepared to open.

He paced the room, a wide smile stretched across his face. He savored the coming moments, a delicious sense of anticipation building inside him. The world was suddenly vibrant, filled with possibility.