Mike let out a gasp before collapsing next to Jessica in a heap. He couldn’t remember the last time he felt so alive, so full of himself.
He couldn’t help but let out a laugh. “I tell ya, Jess. You are the best thing to ever happen to me.”
She smiled and opened her mouth to say something, but something struck his face.
With a jolt, he was awake and his wife, Rose, sat on his chest shaking her right hand. Her left was by his throat and he felt the sharp point of a knife.
“Who’s Jess, Mike?”