NOAH
Honesty was important to me. It always had been. I'd been careful to remind Alison that the two of us needed to be transparent with each other if this unorthodox living situation ever had a chance of working. I'd been strict with myself about being truthful with her, no matter what.
But I was still lying to myself.
I lied to myself every time Alison smiled and I wanted to kiss her breathless. I told myself that it was just because she was a woman I'd had s*x with and I was a horny bastard. And every time she leaned a certain way and her shirt pulled over those full, luscious t**s, my d**k went hard, and I told myself it was perfectly normal to react this way. Just a visual stimulus. Nothing more.
I lied to myself a lot.
I'd sold myself and Alison on the idea of us living toget
