"WHAT?" DID I hear her right?
"Just answer my question," she flicked her tongue impatiently.
"Sweetheart, why would I even sleep with that woman after witnessing her having s*x in our garden? I can't believe you would even ask that question," I wiped my face.
She narrowed her eyes at me. "What are you getting all mad at?"
"Mad?" I took a deep breath. "I'm not mad," I said in a controlled tone. "I just can't believe your question. Just so you know, I haven't had s*x since we met."
"You expect me to believe that?" she snorted. "You were on your way out when we met at your house. You even said that Ramona called you because she asked you for help on something in her condo."
I laughed at her. "And you bought that? I just said that, but I didn't actually go. I went to the beach to think,
