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I have to get it out because it’s driving me
crazy.”
    “ This is more serious than I
thought.”
    I swallowed hard, giving way for my throat to
allow the words to escape. “Cynthia is a woman we met in
Vegas.”
    The lines in her forehead scrunched in
confusion. “Vegas? I thought we were talking about the
event.”
    A smile plastered to the face of the waitress
interrupting us. “Are you ready to order?”
    I nodded. “Shrimp Alfredo.”
    “ Same for me.”
    The pimply faced college-aged woman grinned.
Her gesture caused her dried out makeup to crack in the corners of
her mouth. “I’ll get this in.” She grabbed our menus and walked
off.
    “ So?”
    “ She showed up at the
event.”
    “ Okay. This is silly. Some woman
you met in Vegas showed up at an event. What’s the big
deal?”
    I lowered my voice so the people at the next
table couldn’t hear. “The big deal is we had a threesome. I was
drunk and had been told over and over how I’m such a prude so I
decided to please my husband. Now she’s here.” The words spilled
out my mouth.
    Tina’s jaw fell slack. “You what?”
    “ You heard me.” No way I wanted to
repeat that.
    She stared at me long and hard. Her gaze curved
up into a smile, and she let out a giggle “My sister’s a freak. Way
to go.”
    “ I’m confused.” The judgment I
anticipated didn’t come. It was one thing to talk about the act but
another to expect her to accept it. Somehow, I’d avoided the
rapture. I’d put it all out there, and the response was just shy of
a standing ovation.
    “ Girl, hush. You’re not the first
person to have a threesome. The world isn’t going to
end.”
    Her approval didn’t settle well. It spat in the
face of the guilt I felt for enjoying it. “What about her showing
up here?”
    “ What about it? It’s a free
country. Did you speak to her?”
    “ Of course. I’m not rude. It’s
just…” Heat rose to my cheeks. “Vegas was Vegas. What if she
enjoyed it so much that now she wants Daniel?”
    My sister gave me the side eye. “Really? This
woman somehow knew where you are from, knew you would be at the
event, and all to get Daniel? You’ve been watching too much TV.”
She laughed.
    The way Tina said it did sound kind of
farfetched. Cynthia living in the same city just happened to be a
coincidence. Besides, Cynthia tried putting the moves on me again,
not Daniel. The entire thing was silly. I did the deed with Daniel.
It’s done and over with. “You’re right.”
    We finished our lunch, and I dropped her back
at work before heading to my office. I needed to quit worrying
about Cynthia and focus on my handsome husband whom I no longer
have to attend counseling with.
     
     

Chapter Twelve
     
    I tapped my pen on my desk. The end of the
quarter always brought on these calls. I’d gone over the numbers
three times before I sent them off.
    “ Yes, Mr. Alexander. I’ve accounted
for everything.” As I’ve always done. For two years, we’ve always
had the same conversation. He’d overspend and bust his budget, and
I’d get the blame for his finances not meeting their anticipated
mark in the end. I’d rather be sitting in a dentist office having a
root canal than listening to him.
    “ I’ve hired you for this reason.
I’m not seeing a profit,” he huffed.
    If you quit buying all your side pieces
jewelry and then in turn feel guilty for committing adultery and
also buy your wife high end items, this wouldn’t be an issue. “Mr. Alexander I’m only here to give advice. I can see your
accounts, but I don’t have authorization to make withdrawals or
purchases. The Remington account you acquired did yield a
return.”
    “ Bah.”
    “ We both know it’s the extra
spending. I set a limit, and each time you go over the amount.” I
relaxed in my chair, trying to match my posture to the calm I
wanted him to feel.
    “ Because the amount you set is
ridiculous.”
    Ten thousand dollars a month is ridiculous?
Hardly but I’m