Chapter 79

• My new world order got off to such a wonderful start that my skepticism faded dramatically. Over the next few weeks, Jess and I settled into a routine as a couple. We saw each other most days, and she spent the night frequently. I still saw Kat two or three days a week. During this "break-in period," we kept things mostly separate, although Kat and Jess had a few more girls' nights. For me, it was an ideal routine. Jess was fun and unpredictable, always looking for a kinky twist. While we coasted through this honeymoon phase, it was easy to find satisfaction together. Kat scratched my itch for lurid, dirty fun in a way Jess couldn't. I felt like my connection with both of them grew.
• With Jess, we picked up where we had left off. It's like the messy ending had never occurred. She really did appear to have her life in order. She had a steady, easy job. In the first six weeks since our reunion, I'd only see her do coke twice, both times in moderation. We fucked nonstop. My life was essentially a bottomless glass of Jess garnished with a twist of Kat.
• As life settled into a good groove, and my work calmed down a bit, the mood for adventure struck. It was coming up on Labor Day, and Kat's husband was going to Vegas for three nights for a fantasy football draft. After their wedding, Kat and James had moved into a sizable home in the fashionable Memorial neighborhood of Houston. It had five bedrooms, sat on more than an acre, and sported an immaculate pool.