Charles’ POV
After leaving that whack job, I sat in my car. The frustrations piling all around me. I couldn’t help but rest my forehead against the palms of my hands while my fingers dug into my scalp repeatedly. The scratch felt good in that moment, but his words came back to haunt me. “He could cuckold me if he wanted? Teresa wouldn’t do that to me.”
I had faith that she wouldn’t cheat; I mean, she was in her second trimester. Then the latest porn I had been watching came to mind. Most of those women were pregnant and still sexy. Teresa had been turning me down every chance I asked. She used to be a very s****l being, maybe being pregnant changed that? I thought back to a few weeks ago when she had first told me about Demarion. The light in her eyes glittered like gold. If I didn't kno
