Chapter 20: How to Ruin an AfterglowAsking your girlfriend to tell you about her dead wife will probably go down in history as one of the best ways to kill the post-orgasmic feelings of euphoria. And right next to the scholarly description of exactly what not to do after s*x, there will be a little picture of me, frowning.
I wasn’t frowning because it was the dumbest idea I’d come up with since I don’t know when, but because of Pepper’s tears. Hot and salty, those tears fell from her red-rimmed eyes onto my bare chest with disturbing regularity.
“Really, if you don’t want to—”
“Ash. You brought it up.”
And I’ve been kicking myself ever since. I picked up a strand of her hair and slid it gently through my fingertips until it dropped back into place, slightly askew.
“Remember when I tol
