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Just to see Carmella’s reaction, I try something again,

“I’ll text you after I’m home with Vanessa.” I say to her, firmly gripping the top part of the car door to keep myself steady.

“Okay.” Once again, she doesn’t look up from her phone and it upsets me a little.

Not letting it slide this time, I step away from the car and stagger toward her, swaying a little.

“If you don’t stop looking at that phone, I’ll fucking break it.” My tone is laced with irritation. “What’s got you so glued to your phone that you’re not even paying attention?”

She finally looks in my direction with a bitter chuckle, but takes a few steps back.

“Am I supposed to watch you take care of your fucking wife?”

“You know that’s not what I’m talking about is there something I don’t know?”

“Why would you ask me that?”

Her ea

and tone soften a little as she shoves her phone in her handbag

Stopping just a few feet away from her, I cross my arms and say, “It feels like there’s something you’re not telling me.”

“W–what? You think I’m hiding things from you?”

“That’s what it looks like to me. What’s got you looking so troubled?”

“Babe, everything’s fine.” She clears her throat and instantly faces the other direction without further explaining herself. “I’m going back. inside to have a good time.”

“No, we’re not done here.”

“I love you,” she whispers as she bites her lip, then heads back inside.

I still need an explanation regarding this sudden change in hér attitude. Though she’s acting strange, this works in my favor at the moment.

The ride home isn’t as smooth as I expect. Vanessa can’t seem to stay on her side of the seat. Each time the car takes a turn, she ends up falling in my direction and resting her head right on my shoulder. It doesn’t matter how many times I reposition her head so she can sit up. She still comes back to me anyway

With all my efforts in vain, I give up and just let her be. She rests her head on my shoulder and I look down at her face, only for my eyes to drop to her collarbone and thigh slit.

It takes me a few seconds to stop looking but even after I do, it’s all on my mind.

The whiskey now starts strongl

but I won’t give

style into the house and I stagger a bit more, but i tell myself to keep going

to help, but no, I’ll do this on my own. I even take the purse with me so I leave nothing

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her exposed thigh, so I face forward, but that’s not enough to keep me focused. She breathes onto my neck and moans softly in her drunken state. I wish I could

her bedroom. I struggle to open the door since she’s in my arms. so I put her down and her heels don’t even touch the floor the way they should, they wobble. If not for my firm grip around her waist, she’d be

just how sensitive she is

the door to the bed isn’t that short, so I scoop her up and head inside, keeping my eyes only on the bed and not

the bed, I drop her a little

watch it!” She whines, holding onto my arms with her eyes still shut.

me,” I say to her, my face so close to hers that I feel her warm breath with

didn’t ask you to do anything

to bring you home.” I place

Oh, thank you, Mr Richards!” She e giggles, like it’s extremely hilarious, but I just stare at

get on my own bed so I can just sleep. I feel my

back, she’s unable to sit upright and drops

me. I remember how she told me to mind my own business as she poured herself more and more wine. Now I have to take care of her. Just tonight, I’ll make an exception since I’m

eyes travel up her exposed thigh and I hate to admit it, but there’s a stir in my groin.

off her heels, then hold onto her lower

to

something I need to keep ready. I call

the bed, certain of what is to

eyes travel up her body and the way she’s sleeping on her side only accentuates her hips and ass. Shit, I ruffle my hair, telling myself that she’s just my wife on paper and I’m not

up, so I get closer to the bed but before I can

She

to her lips. I press hard against

“I need…a shower”

find it ridiculous that she’s even thinking about

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that she really needs it. Standing on the edge of the bed and on her side, I straighten up, thinking about how I’m going

so I give one of them a call, my phone almost slipping from my hand since I can’t

the wall and close my eyes, thinking about how Carmella didn’t seem all that affected by my decision to leave the party only because of Vanessa. If there’s something that troubles her right now and she doesn’t want to tell me, I’ll have to find out

maidservants can come up to Vanessa’s bedroom, she begins moving around on the bed and repeatedly grunts. Based on her posture, I know she’s

edge of the bed and position her head right in

step back, I say, “Use t