So... here's the thing. I'm working on a novel based on actual events. My now husband, spent a lot of time in and out of jail, all related to his issues with alcohol. (I must add he's been sober for more than 3.5 years, and I love him to bits). The last time he was in jail however... was because he took my car, without my permission, while he was drunk, and was involved in a head on collision and fled the scene. So this story I'm working on... I'm sort of dreaming of all the things I COULD have done rather than stay with him, while following his story of learning to live without alcohol, and the POV of the people in the other car. One of the things I chose to do in this FICTIONAL world, is date another man. (As I believe a little romance in every book is good ) I'm having an amazing time with this piece, as I can so closely relate. I haven't told him even this story is based on the accident... he just read over a quick love scene I left on the screen. I'm sensing a little jealousy from my husband now... like small references to my 'slutty mind' How do I explain my way out of this? And, am I wrong? Feel free to be blunt!!!