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“Thank you, seriously. This has been the day from hell.”
We hang up the call while Jessa continues to cover her face.
“It’s over now. You can breathe.”
“My dad and Kate are still having sex?”
I pull back, amused. “Why are you looking at me that way? I don’t ask the questions nor chat about these things. I believe it was said as a joke.”
“Once, I came home early from soccer practice. It was senior year.” She furrows her brows. “There was moaning. I thought we were being robbed. I grabbed the frying pan, and when I got to the butler’s pantry, I heard…”
“What?”
“You know what, never mind. I don’t need to relive the trauma.”
My eyes glance at the time on the phone, knowing I need to shower and change before the meeting in the office. I lean forward, then tilt my head to face Jessa.
“I have to shower.”
“Do you have to go?” She tugs on my shirt to annoy me. “What will I do by myself until my clothes come back?”
I drop my gaze with a smirk. “I could give you some ideas.”
“There you go again. Acting all sexy with your casually messy hair and big muscles.” She leans over and ruffles my hair. “I’m a good girl, remember?”
My head shakes smugly. “Of course, one who won’t let me shower.”
I stand up, but something compels me to pause for a moment. The last few hours with her have been amazing, but like everything, it has to come to an end. Just like now would be the perfect time to tell her I’m leaving for Spain in two days.
“Jessa, I need to tell you something.”
“What is it?”
“I’m leaving for Spain in two days.”
“Oh,” she mouths. “With Anastasia?”
“Yes, but we’ve spoken about this. Nothing is going on.”
“But she wants you, right?”
I stare into Jessa’s pained eyes. “Maybe, but it doesn’t matter if I don’t want her.”
“Yeah, um…” she mumbles, but I move in closer, caressing her cheek, for her to raise her eyes. “Andy?”
“Yes?”
“You need to shower.”
“I do.”
Jessa takes my hand without saying another word and leads me to the bathroom. Inside, she turns on the water, then slowly shifts her gaze to mine. Her hazel eyes are laced with desire, but her oath isn’t to betray her husband. Perhaps, my imagination is wild with sexual thoughts, not thinking clearly.
“You better get inside. No one likes to waste water.”
The bathroom fills with steam, causing the temperature in the room to increase. But her mixed messages leave me wondering what I’m supposed to do right now.
“I have to take off my clothes.”
