“Nothing is going on with me.”
“Are you seeing someone else?”
I roll my eyes. “If I am, it doesn’t matter because we, Bernadette, are not exclusive. You’ve known that all along.”
She stays silent and I find myself glancing between her and the road. “What?” I ask, cutting through the silence.
“You’ve stopped putting any effort in.” She folds her arms across her chest.
“Because you put enough effort in for the both of us. Don’t start this s**t now, I’m not in the f*****g mood,” I groan.
“Not in the f*****g mood?” she hisses, clearly pissed off. “You know I’m monogamous to you. You know you’re the only man I see. Don’t treat me like a fool.”
I bite my bottom lip, forcing my eyes to stay on the road.
She watches me for a moment. “It’s because of what I said the last time we were togeth
