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Just to see Carmella’s reaction, I try something again,

“I’ll text you after I’m home with Vanessa.” I say to her, firmly gripping the top part of the car door to keep myself steady.

“Okay.” Once again, she doesn’t look up from her phone and it upsets me a little.

Not letting it slide this time, I step away from the car and stagger toward her, swaying a little.

“If you don’t stop looking at that phone, I’ll fucking break it.” My tone is laced with irritation. “What’s got you so glued to your phone that you’re not even paying attention?”

She finally looks in my direction with a bitter chuckle, but takes a few steps back.

“Am I supposed to watch you take care of your fucking wife?”

“You know that’s not what I’m talking about is there something I don’t know?”

“Why would you ask me that?”

Her ea

and tone soften a little as she shoves her phone in her handbag

Stopping just a few feet away from her, I cross my arms and say, “It feels like there’s something you’re not telling me.”

“W–what? You think I’m hiding things from you?”

“That’s what it looks like to me. What’s got you looking so troubled?”

“Babe, everything’s fine.” She clears her throat and instantly faces the other direction without further explaining herself. “I’m going back. inside to have a good time.”

“No, we’re not done here.”

“I love you,” she whispers as she bites her lip, then heads back inside.

I still need an explanation regarding this sudden change in hér attitude. Though she’s acting strange, this works in my favor at the moment.

seem to stay on her side of the seat. Each time the car takes a turn, she ends up falling in my direction and resting her head right

She rests her head on my shoulder and I look down at her face, only for my eyes

a few seconds to stop looking but even

now starts

give

carry her bridal style into the house and I stagger a bit more, but i tell myself to keep going or we’ll fall together.

I’ll do this on my own. I even take the purse with

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hard not to look down at her exposed thigh, so I face forward, but that’s not enough to keep me focused. She breathes onto my neck and moans softly in her drunken state. I wish I could make her stop. That way, I won’t be reminded about her sensual

elevator, I make my way through the passage until I get to her bedroom. I struggle to open the door since she’s in my arms. so I put her down and her heels don’t even touch the floor the way they should, they

arm still around her waist while I hold onto her purse, she moans sensually and that reminds me just how sensitive she is around that

scoop her up and head inside, keeping my

soon as I get to the edge of the bed, I drop her a little

onto my arms with her

me,” I say to her, my face so close to hers that

should I thank you? I didn’t ask you to do anything

bring you home.” I place her purse

thank you, Mr Richards!” She e giggles, like it’s extremely hilarious, but I just stare at her as I find no amusement in her

wait to get on my own bed so I can just sleep. I feel my focus slipping right now and might pass out. I don’t even remember how

hands from my arms and take a step back, she’s unable to sit upright and drops her

my own business as she poured herself more

take off her heels, my eyes travel up her

so I can take off her heels, then hold onto her lower legs and

to

everything seems fine, but I know there’s something I need to keep

right near the edge of the bed, certain of

and the way she’s sleeping on her side only accentuates her hips and ass. Shit, I ruffle my hair, telling myself that she’s just my wife on paper

cold, but it’s best to cover her up, so I get closer to the bed but before I can do anything, she speaks

need…” She

I lean over, bringing my ear closer to her lips. I press hard against the mattress so

“I need…a shower”

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