Chapter 664

Alisa was huddled under a blanket, her eyes darting around nervously as she stammered, "Jason, you were hammered. You grabbed me and then... I don't blame you. It was my choice." Jason's face turned ashen, his expression souring with disgust. How could he have stooped so low?

His mind a tangled mess, Jason rubbed his forehead and said, "Anastasia, I gotta head out. About tonight... I... I'm really sorry."

He wished he could just kick himself. To think he had ended up in bed with his buddy's wife.

After getting dressed and grabbing his phone, Jason left at 3 AM.

Alisa tried to stop him, her words teetering on the edge of her lips, but they never made it out.

Truth was, Jason hadn't done a thing. Yet, the outcome she desired had been achieved.

Given Jason's nature, a misunderstanding like this meant he wouldn't just walk away.

Sitting in his car beneath the apartment complex, Jason saw a message from Monica but no missed calls-the call log had been cleared.

Jason's phone and even

Monica's text threw Jason into a tailspin. He lit a cigarette,

happened, it had happened. For the sake of his late friend Will,

in frustration, Jason took a deep drag

didn't get home

face

been anxiously awaiting a message all night, felt a sting

and

Jason's job, its demands and dangers, and she forgave him, texting back: Get some rest. Remember this weekend, my mom

schedule as an excuse, Jason

too ashamed to face her, while Alisa

Alisa was waiting for an

to find a way to be

buried himself in work, making it tough

painting with Pattie when Monica

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