Thank God for my headphones. Amelia and James were catching up on all the s*x they had missed since last week. This was probably their third or fourth round since after they settled their foolish split. They had been f*****g like rabbits since the moment they made up.
I came to work on the kitchen island and used my headphones to block the squeaking of their bed and the loud groaning and moaning they have going on in their room. Can I confess that I felt a little bit of jealousy? I wished for a moment that what Noah and I had going on could be fixed with a simple argument, and then remediated with lots of s*x. I could be the one making my bed break in half right now.
But our issue was completely irredeemable.
A video call from Justin came in, and I thought about rejecting it, but I n
