Krystal panted heavily by the time she was done lashing out and the mischievous look on Zale’s face had disappeared. It was replaced by an apologetic one.
“I’m sorry, Krystal. I was just trying to lighten the mood. I shouldn’t have done that.” He apologized and she let out a sigh, feeling guilty.
Maybe she had overreacted just a tad, but on the other hand, how was she supposed to not overreact?
The man had a whole wife and he didn’t tell her and now he was strutting around shirtless like nothing was wrong? Come on.
“I’ll take the couch. You can sleep on the bed. Goodnight, Krystal.” Zale said before making his way toward the couch. Krystal opened her mouth to stop him and maybe apologize, but she just shrugged instead.
“Goodnight.” She replied, slipping under the covers, just as Za
