* "So are you spending the night?" he asks as he rubs my back. "You know I can't spend the night" "Yes you can" "No... because then you'll want me to move in and you'll never understand that we're just friends," "I mean come on Sir, you're getting free kitty," I laugh. "Well it's good kitty and I want it just for me," he says, sounding a little frustrated but I can't help but smile. (He must be tired of my teasing him) "It's practically yours, since I can't even stand to let him touch me," I say before I realize what I've said. "I told you baby, you're mine," "You just need to accept it and get a divorce" he says as he squeezes me into a hug. "I can't just divorce him because I don't want to have s*x with him" "Jess, baby, there are many reasons why you should divorce him and that i

