Chapter Seven
Collin
I had no idea Fiona would turn out to be such a damn prude. If I had, I wouldn’t have married her. I was a man, after all. A man with the same needs as any other man.
It was now obvious to me that Fiona wasn’t ever going to like s*x.
I’d tried for months—for years—to forget about Hilda. But when Fiona proved to be more than a disappointment in the bedroom, I found myself driving to Hilda’s small apartment on the other side of town—the wrong side of town.
She didn’t ask me a thing when I first went to her. She just opened the door and let me take her into my arms as if no time had passed at all.
Hilda didn’t care that I would come to her late at night. We’d have amazing, insane s*x, and then I’d leave. And Hilda never complained, not even once.
She saw the weddin
