I showered quickly and, just like Roy, I got out before drying myself. There just wasn't enough room in the shower to do it. I watched Roy as he desperately tried not to stare at my nakedness. I got dressed more slowly than usual, but tried not to look like I was taking my time. I turned around, hoping that he would stare at my ass and legs.

I put on a flannel night gown, which was the only nightwear that I had brought, not thinking that I would need anything else. I was sleeping with my son, after all, and the wedding was supposed to be fake.

Roy had...