"Of course, it did. Trust me," I remarked, my head swelling up with pride.

"Bad guy. You really enjoyed yourself because she is now the epitome of beauty, and her body has set perfectly the type you want it. Figure eight."

I was smiling as he was blabbing all that. Blake's wife always sees him as an innocent, God-fearing guy. Only if she knew how corrupt his mind is. Mind you, I'm not insinuating that he cheats on her.

"So after all that, she fell for you. Letting you hit. Ladies indeed do follow their emotions and don't have a mind of their own," he remarked, sounding a bit disappointed...