11 Chapter 11

“He wasscrewing around on me, the turd, with some twenty-three-year-old he met at his office.” Adrian gulped down half of his second beer. He was still sober, since it usually took three bottles before he started to get tipsy.

“You sure?”

“Fuck, yes, I’m sure. He told me all this when he got home tonight. Said he couldn’t keep it from me anymore because he felt ashamed. He said he truly loved me but couldn’t take being perfect anymore. That he was tired of living up to my high expectations, and this was the only way to get my attention.”

Man, that must have been a major blow for Adrian.

“I couldn’t believe it. The bastard cheated. On me. I thought we had something good together, and yeah, I rubbed it in your face, I know. But it was all a lie. At least you’vealways been honest about what you want. I may not like it, but you’ve never lied about it. I have to respect that, at least.”

“I’m sorry, was that another attempt at an apology?”