Jon could have sworn that with how wide his mouth was at that moment.. His bottom jaw was on the floor. “Wait.. What?? I don’t think I heard you correctly..” Jon knew he had heard her words loud and clear, but he just couldn’t.. hell he wouldn’t let himself accept what he was hearing. Taking a shaky breathe Dot repeated her words, “I don’t think you’re the father Jon.” Getting up on his feet Jon began to pace the room. “How.. H.. How in the hell could you NOT know if I was the father, who the fuck else could it be Dot!?” Please tell me this is some kind of sick joke.. Dear god please tell me this is some kind of sick joke… she couldn’t .. she wouldn’t cheat on me.. Would she??
“Jon.. I … I think you should maybe sit down.” Shaking his head furiously Jon just stared at her, waiting for some kind of explanation, some kind of reassurance that what he was imagining wasn’t going to actually happen. “I don’t want to sit Dot, but I would really really appreciate some kind of explanation.” Nodding her head, Dot slowly made her way to back to the couch and took a seat. “Jon.. I’ve been having an affair for the past two years.” Two years!!! Two years!! “Who is it?”
“Jon.. That doesn’t matter.” “Doesn’t matter!?!?! Of course it matters.. Who the fuck is it Dot!?!” Cringing at the hateful tone in his voice; Dot softly responded, “Michael Andrews.” Michael Andrews.. Why does that name sound soo familiar to me? Jon stood there for several moments trying to figure out why that name seem to hit him in the gut. Finally hit him. “Michael? You mean that little scrawny guy that started working at the Dojo? That Michael?” Dot all of a sudden felt sick to her stomach and couldn’t find her voice, all she could do was nod her head. Jon felt his stomach turn, he just couldn’t seem to wrap himself around what was going on. “Why Dot? It’s not like I’ve been out on the road that much the past two years, so the excuse of me not being home and you being lonely won’t work.”
“Just because your home Jon doesn’t mean that I’m not lonely. Even if your home you still lock yourself up in your office most of the day taking phone calls and doing god knows what else. It feels more like we’re just roommates then we are husband and wife. You’ve changed Jon.. Your not the same guy I fell in love with 30 years ago. ” Jon didn’t say anything, he just stood there with his head hung slightly. He could feel the tears threatening to fall, but the last of his pride that he had at the moment fought against them. “Jon.. I’m sorry.. I ..” Dot stopped mid sentence when Jon threw his hand up in the air. “Don’t Dot.. Please .. Just don’t.” Racking his hands through his hair, Jon tried to figure everything out. But the more he thought and the harder he thought, nothing seemed like it would work. How do you try to fix something like this.. Shit.. “Do the kids know?” Jon was now standing on the opposite side of the room with his back to Dot, due to his pacing. Getting to her feet Dot walked over to Jon and placed her hand gently on his arm. “No they have no idea about anything. That’s why I came here tonight on my own. So that you and I can talk about what to do.” “Does he know about the baby?” Looking out of the corner of his eye, Jon could see Dot slightly nod her head. “Yes he does. And he knows that I’m here.”
“So what are we going to do Dot?” Dot dropped her arm and took several steps away from Jon. She knew what she wanted, and she had been planning on telling Jon for a while now. But now that the time had come to actually say it to him, fear began to soar through her body. “I want a divorce Jon.” Jon whipped himself around to face her, eyes wide and mouth opened. “I love Michael, Jon, and he loves me. We’ve been thinking about getting a place together. And I’ve been meaning to talk to you about a divorce for a while now. But I just .. Haven’t.”
Divorce!?!?!? She wants to get a divorce!! Dot could see in Jon’s eyes that he was having an inner battle with himself. “Jon.. I still love you. I always will.” “You love me.. Just don’t want to be with me anymore. That makes a lot of sense Dot!” “I Love you Jon. But I’m not in love with you.. At least not anymore.” After a few minutes of silent Jon cupped her face in his hands, gently rubbing the pads of his thumbs along her cheekbones. “This is truly what you want Dot? This is what’s going to make you happy?” A shaky breathe escaped Dot’s lips as she looked into Jon’s eyes. The soft ocean blue eyes always expressed his emotions the most, and at the time all Dot could see was Love, sincerity, and most of all sadness. As Dot nodded her head Jon leaned closer and gently pressed his lips to hers. Feeling her soft lips against his, and feeling her arms wrap around his neck Jon lost any control that he had left. Pulling away from her, Jon looked straight into those soft brown eyes that he loved with all of his being. “I love you Dot, with everything that I am. And if being with Michael is what is going to make you truly happy. Then.. I can’t argue with it. But that doesn’t mean that I’ll ever stop loving you.” Leaving one more kiss on her lips, Jon slowly walked past her to the foyer, grabbed his coat and his keys and walked out the door. Not stopping or hesitating once when he heard Dot call his name back in the living room.