Chapter 17

They were both annoyed and pissed. Derek ascended onto the highway. And for some reason it seemed like Cat was mad at him when Chelsea demanded he take her home.

“Okay, I didn’t come out and tell you it was a swingers club. I thought you’d figure that out on your own. You didn’t see those two girls kissing in the bar room?”

“Of course, I did, Derek,” Chelsea said with heat. “I just assumed they were just regular lesbians who were a couple. Nowadays, gays are not in the closet.”

“All right, but . . . I don’t understand why we had to leave. You’re a sophisticated newly college grad. I can’t believe you didn’t just go with it.”

“What? Were you born an ass or did you take lessons to get this way?” she nearly shouted

“There’s no reason to insult me, Chelsea,” Derek snapped. “I just don’t understand what the problem is, okay?”

Chelsea turned her body in the seat with ease under the seatbelt. “All right. I’ll