#Chapter280

I walk out of the bedroom before he’s finished but he’s hot on my heels as I get to the kitchen at speed, stopping to stare at me when I tug out an array of random foods from the refrigerator to make myself a sandwich. Grabbing what I fancy.

“Okay, look… I get that you worry, and tonight I clearly shouldn’t have gone out. It doesn’t mean anything. People get sick and maybe my ass is bigger from staying here as I don’t go to the gym with you anymore and I like sweet things. I mean Janetta makes me a chocolate dessert almost every night, and the fact...