Helanie:
I just knew it was my husband calling me. It was like an intuition. In the last few days, whenever Emmet and I got closer, especially after that night, somehow Norman would find out. He'd start blowing up my phone like clockwork.
Emmet pulled away, but he looked much calmer now.
"Hey, babe," I answered the call, walking steadily toward the window and staring out at the backyard. There wasn't much to see, just a small yard we never really used.
"I hope everything went well today," Norman said, sounding exhausted.
"Yeah, it did. Diaz is suffering, and that made my day," I replied with a deep breath. "How are you? You sound exhausted."
"That's because I am. Sleeping with you helps, you know."
I knew exactly what he meant. I nodded to myself, biting my bottom lip awkwardly. And here I was, thinking about how to tell him that Emmet and I had escalated our intimacy the other night.
