I briefly contemplated staying up in my room and never showing my face to Andy for a few months or years, then decided against it based on the impracticality.
So he caught me m**********g. Big deal. I was sure he did it too, and probably a lot more than I did since he didn't have a girlfriend. Also, it wasn't like I'd been doing it in his room or in the kitchen, or somewhere embarrassing like that. He was the one who had barged in unexpectedly, so he was the one who should feel embarrassed.
Right.
I wasn't convincing myself.
I cleaned my toy, put it back in the drawer, and took a quick shower, thoughts of whether Philip was really cheating taking the backseat in my head. I rolled my eyes at the thought of my husband. I was one hundred percent sure he didn't even know about the exis
