He doesn’t even have to think about his response and replies with, “They weren’t affairs. We’ve agreed never to call them that. Besides, Cliff has his own things going on. Then and now.”
“Things of flings?” I ask, raising an eyebrow.
“Whatever.”
I begin to slide pieces to his puzzle together. “You two aren’t monogamous with each other, are you?”
He shakes his head. “Let me be frank with you, Joslin. Cliff isn’t the perfect man for me, and I’m not the perfect man for him. We both know this. Sometimes it’s too hard to explain who we really are, or what we like, and what’s going on in our lives. Sometimes we get tired of each other. The relationship isn’t fire and sparks. It’s never been like this between us. It’s not the inferno it should be. It’s just easier this way for me…us. It’s sim
