It seemed like the longest movie she had ever watched on TV. She sat on the couch cuddled with Reggie, very conscious of his arm around her shoulders. She wasn't his girlfriend; she was Dave's wife. But Dave wasn't here to prevent this from happening. It still felt wrong petting with Reggie and part of her had wanted to tell him to stop, but another part of her liked it.

"I'm tired. I think I'll go to go to bed," she announced, rising from the couch and escaping from his overly affectionate arm as soon as the movie ended. She couldn't even remember what the film was about. She briefly...