“I don’t know what you mean..” he says with a sarcastic lip tilt.
“really?” I ask still not looking u from my paperwork.
We can p***y foot around it all day, this damn game, we have played it many times over and over and it still always end the same way with him telling me what I need to know.
“is it a woman that is keeping you busy?” I ask him.
“yeah. Something of the sort. She’s not my woman or anything.” he says in denial.
Interesting. Then there’s something going on there because he is denying s**t.
He stares me down and I stare at him too not backing down.
“I don’t want to talk about it. And when did you start caring about what woman I stick my d**k in?” he asks.
Touche.
“I don’t care about what woman you stick your d**k inside. I just care about you and since I have not bee
