Chapter 61

He looked at me. “But…” I glared at him, and he sighed and turned his attention to the road again. “You’re not gonna give him another chance?”

“If he’d told me last night when he came home…I didn’t tell you about that, did I, Tim? Four fucking weeks without a single phone call! I thought he was…he was…” I stared at the passing scenery, blinking furiously.

“Hmm.”

I cleared my throat. “It doesn’t matter. Whatever we had is over. Finished. Kaput.”

“Just so I know we won’t have an outraged lover coming down on our heads.”

“He won’t come. And he has no right to play the outraged lover.” He’d had me, he’d had someone else…A tiny voice in my head said, But he came back to you. Yeah, but for how long? I demanded of it. He’d had a taste of someone else, someone who didn’t have the past I did, and he was probably going to tell me over the dinner I’d slaved over that he’d be moving out shortly.