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I debate lying, but something tells me she already knows the truth. That she’s done enough research over the years to bury me without batting her eyelashes twice, especially if her family knows Chad as well as she said.

“We had sex, Tilly. But I didn’t know he wasn’t available.”

“Did you even bother to ask?” she says with enough bite that I know she’s pissed. Really fucking pissed.

“Why would I have asked? He asked me out on a date. That usually means you’re single.”

“Or maybe you just didn’t care. You fucked my husband behind my back. That’s what you do. But I promise you, you’ll never have what it takes to keep him satisfied, Piper. West has needs, very specific tastes, and he likes it often. So, I suggest you walk away before you crash and burn again. He’s been through enough.”

“And, if I walked away, you’d leave me alone?”

“Probably not.” She laughs. “Nothing brings me greater satisfaction than watching you squirm.” She holds out her cell phone and shows me a picture of her fuckin