“Sort of,” she answered. How was she supposed to explain her relationship with the Jensens? “What about you?” she quickly countered.
“I’m engaged,” he replied casually.
“What?” She sat stock upright at his admission. “How can you be here in my bed f*****g me if you’re engaged to another woman!”
He looked at her calmly. “You didn’t ask when you invited me over,” he said evenly.
“Does she know you’re here?”
“No. Of course not. Do I look stupid to you?”
“Are you living with her?”
“Yeah.”
“s**t. What is she doing right now?”
“How should I know?” he answered. “Probably talking on the phone to her sister complaining about me.”
“She’s got good reason to complain!”
“Why? Because I’m f*****g another woman? You’re one to talk. What about your current boyfriend? Where is he? Does he know y
