Lauren's pov,
The moment Ezra stepped out of the room, I wiped the kiss he had placed on my hand with the towel on my laps,slowly and deliberately. I knew what he was, a liar and a cheat— I decided to sneak up on his call when I heard it.
“Do you want my wife to know about you?”
Funny how he lied about it and here I was getting choked in his hug of lies.
“I guess that's enough— why don’t you take all that energy to get ready.” I said, immediately pushing him away.
And for an unknown reason, some stupid part of me wanted to believe him– or maybe, I just wanted to believe him because I had been lied to so well and so consistently, that the lie felt easier than the truth.
I watched him move around the room, all flustered, rushing as he stumbled over his own suitcase. He threw his shirt
