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“See you soon, beautiful,” he grinned as he kissed the top of my head. “Best pussy I’ve ever tasted in my life.”
I thought Harley would be asleep, but I had barely kicked off my heels, my fingers trying to unsnarl the tangled mess of my hair, when my husband came bursting down the stairs in his pin-striped pajamas.
“Where have you been? It’s 2 in the morning!”
“Is it?” I yawned. “I guess the time got away from me!”
He looked at me with unmitigated horror.
“What’s happened to your hair? Where’s your lipstick gone?”
I touched my lips. They felt bee-stung and swollen with Leopold’s kisses.
“Oh, guess my lipstick got rubbed off.”
The look of horror on his face was positively comical.
“Lily-Mae, you didn’t—youdidn’t--?”
“I sure did,” I yawned. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m very tired and going to bed.”
I brushed by my husband and headed up the stairs, leaving the normally very eloquent Harley to sputter angrily behind me.
CHAPTER 9
Lily-Mae
The next morning, Harley and I dropped Teagan and Rowan off at school and I rode with him into work to teach my yoga class.
“How are you feeling?” he asked, and I noticed his tone was a little stiff.
“Feeling great!” I said. “I wasn’t sure about this whole open marriage thing at first, but now I get it. That was really fun. I’m so sore, though. God, I need a pillow to sit on.”
Harley made an irritated noise, and I looked over to see his dark eyebrows drawn together.
“I didn’t want to hear that.”
“I thought you wanted radical honesty and transparency,” I protested.
Harley ran a hand through his shaggy dark hair.
Such a familiar motion. Such a familiar man. Such a familiar, happy, comfortable life.
So why had he fucking lied to me?
“Yeah—but, but this is not what I meant. I meant radical transparency about the ways we’re becoming better people. Not thesexualactivities you’re presumably engaging in.”
“OK,” I said noncommittally.
“In what ways have your horizons been expanded?”
There was an undercurrent of irritation threading through his words, and it pissed me off. This whole thing had beenhisidea in the first place.
“I can feel myhorizonsexpanding already. This is really going to make me more flexible. I think I’ll really be able to try some new yoga positions soon. Ones I neverdreamedI’d be able to reach.”
Harley said nothing, and I could see his strong fingers tightening on the steering wheel.
“I’m glad to hear it,” he said between gritted teeth and on that note we parted.
