Chapter Seventeen
Binding Agreement
“J... Julie?” I said tentatively.
“Yes, Ryan?”
“I’m feeling kind of...”
“Kind of what, Ryan?”
“Julie, I really need some relief,” I said.
“Relief?”
“Julie, you know what I’m talking about,” I said exasperatedly.
“Oh, are you saying that you want to try for a chance at m**********g?” she asked.
“Julie, it’s been three months,” I whined.
“But are you really sure you want to take the chance?” she laughed.
“No.”
“No?”
“No, I’m not sure, but I’m going crazy,” I said.
“So?”
“So... I’m not sure, but I want to try,” I said reluctantly.
“Okay, Ryan, but remember our agreement,” she said.
How could I forget? When I married her two years ago she made me sign a binding agreement as to how our marriage would go. I got to have her as my wife and love
