Page 168 of Homewrecker
I crossed my arms. “I think I should stop seeing him.”
She slapped both hands against her thighs. “Goddammit, Blair.”
“What?”
“Can you have one normal relationship?”
“I am trying!”
“No, you’re not! This man hasn’t even done anything yet and you’re already trying to leave him.”
Klair stood and walked toward the kitchen.
I followed. “What am I supposed to do? Keep dating him knowing what I know?”
“Yes.”
“What?”
“Did he cheat?”
“No.”
“Did he lie?”
“No.”
“Did he disrespect you?”
“No.”
“Hit you?”
“No.”
“Secret family?”
“No.”
“Ask to borrow money?”
“No.”
“Bad hygiene?”
“No.”
“Bad sex?”
“No.”
She turned. “Good sex?”
I sighed. “Yes.”
“How good?”
“Why does that matter?”
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