“Did you find a piece of paper that may have fallen out of my jacket pocket?” He asks hesitantly before climbing back onto the bed and running his fingers up the sensitive skin of my inner thigh.

Glancing up at him, I swallow hard before answering flatly, “Yes. I threw it away because I called her and found out it was some chick you used to dick. I made sure she knew that you were married. Honestly, I shouldn’t have had to be the one to say this to her. You should have.”

Sighing, he looks away into the corner of the room before he replies in a whisper, “I...