He Didn't Go Alone

By Marilyn Clay

HE DIDN’T GO ALONE . . . When I Found Out The Man In My Life Was Also The Man In Her Life is a novella, based on a true story by multi-published author Marilyn Clay.

On the day Jeanne Gifford’s husband of less than a year kisses her goodbye at the door as he leaves for an overnight business trip, Jeanne is struck with the odd feeling that this time, he isn’t going alone.

Can Jeanne catch her cheating husband or is she doomed to make the best of a bad marriage by ignoring her husband’s cheating ways?

MARILYN CLAY is a multi-published, award-winning author and respected historian of the English Regency period. A former University Editor, for sixteen years, she published The Regency Plume, an international newsletter featuring articles on 18th and early 19th C English history.

All of Marilyn Clay’s traditionally published Regency romance novels are now available as e-books; as are her hard-cover historical suspense novels: Deceptions: A Jamestown Novel and Dangerous Secrets, also set in 1600s Colonial America, and Betsy Ross: Accidental Spy, a Colonial American historical suspense novel set during the American Revolutionary war.

Marilyn Clay’s newest novel, a contemporary murder mystery titled Stalking A Killer, was recently released by Mayfair Mysteries and is also available in print and e-book formats.

Marilyn Clay’s previously published Regency romance novels, now available as ebooks, include The Unsuitable Suitor, Brighton Beauty, Miss Eliza’s Gentleman Caller, Miss Darby’s Debut, Felicity’s Folly, The Hyde Park Spectacle, Bewitching Lord Winterton, A Pretty Puzzle, and coming soon, The Wrong Miss Fairfax.

All of Marilyn Clay’s previously published non-fiction books are also now available as ebooks. For additional information, feel free to contact the author at marilyn clay at yahoo dot com or visit the author’s website Marilyn Clay Author.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Marilyn Clay
• Release date: Aug 10, 2015
• ISBN: 9781516329144

Book preview

CHAPTER ONE

Iknew something was wrong when Don kissed me goodbye that morning. Not that my husband did not always kiss me goodbye when he left for work each day. It’s just that there was something different this time. I couldn’t put my finger on what. I just felt it, that’s all.

You going to be okay, hon? he had asked.

Sure, why not?

Don is the staff photographer for a cattle magazine in Kansas City. This morning, instead of going in to the office, he was driving to the airport and catching a plane to Fort Worth, Texas. He often made quick trips, a day, sometimes two, to attend a state fair or livestock show in order to take pictures for the magazine. Don and I hadn’t yet been married a year, but we had lived together, on and off, for about two years before taking the big plunge. By now, I was used to his short trips, but I still liked it when he seemed concerned about me when he was going to be away for a few days.

I’ve got lots to do, I said, smiling up at him. You’ll be back tomorrow, right?

He nodded. First thing. If I have to stay longer, I’ll call you.

Okay, I said.

Then he was gone.

I walked back to our bedroom to make the bed. At the sight of the rumpled sheets and the blankets tossed on the floor, I smiled. Last night’s love making had been unbelievable. I shook my head, recalling how last night I had snuck up on Don while he was still in the shower, then when he emerged dripping wet, I had squirted him all over with streamers of foaming shaving crème.

He, of course, snatched the can away from me and chased me down the hallway, squirting the stuff all over me. We were both laughing and squealing like a couple of kids. Then, when he caught up with me, he scooped me up in his arms and carried me back to the bathroom and after peeling off my clothes, rubbed his naked gooey body all over me. Then we took another shower. This time together.

After that, we adjourned to the bedroom. I sighed again just thinking about it. Don was great in bed. The best ever. I always enjoyed lovemaking with him, I thought with a smile as I began to tug at the sheets.

But, suddenly . . . the niggling fear that something was not quite right hit me again. Why did I suddenly have this uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach that something was wrong? What did I sense about Don’s kiss this morning that was different?

Heading into the bathroom to dump the sheets into the hamper and get fresh ones from the linen closet, I was still thinking about it when I nearly tripped over Don’s

Reviews for He Didn't Go Alone

[Vijay Yadav · Rating: 1 out of 5 stars]

Don was a cheating bastard ,I don't know why his wife tolerated him.He cheated on her after engagement also but she didn't learn from her mistake.