No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

I was perched on the edge of my seat, just as tensed as anyone else in the room.

The cameraman switched views back to the pool table, capturing the moment the opponent's skilled shot went out of bounds. The place erupted in cheers.

The girl I was rooting for lifted her cue high, signaling her victory.

I watched the victor, my lips curving into a smile.

As music started playing on the TV, I swiveled my chair around to face Haley, "She won."

"The game's over. So, what brings you here?" Haley quizzed me.

I kicked the floor lightly, gliding the chair closer to her, crossing one leg over the other.

I was still wearing the black, slit silk skirt from last night's dinner with Yates and Fanny. The slit was subtly revealing when I stood, but sitting down, it provocatively exposed my thigh.

My skin was exceptionally pale, glowing against the dark fabric of my skirt.

Haley's gaze instantly shifted my way, a mix of admiration and envy in her eyes, even though she herself was fair and delicate. I knew her envy stemmed from not having flaunted her legs in a long while, especially with her pregnancy these past few months.

the marks left by Ernest last night were all the more conspicuous, right at the

understood

of embarrassed and annoyed as she snapped, "Felicia, did you come

yet without

with a mockingly light laugh, "You think everyone's like you, lying under their husband but dreaming of

"Felicia, you're no saint either. After sleeping with Conrad for

by her accusation. It was a common belief among

hadn't been with

these matters required no explanation from

I'm with is my business, as long as I have someone to sleep with," I parried, leaving her momentarily at a loss

murkier it gets, and

wasn't the

you wanted to know

you," I leaned back comfortably in

actually scared," Haley

and with the remote control in my hand, I gently lifted her chin, "Haley mess

care about

off limits."