Chapter Twenty-Six: June-Bug

"Don't whisper to my wife. It makes me feel left out."

Christopher says from behind me.

"Oh...no, it's just girls' secrets; surely you wouldn't wa-"

"She is mine. I get jealous easily."

Christopher cuts her off as he places a hand on my waist, tugging me to his side and further from her.

No, but why is he like this? At least give me a chance to show you that I can handle myself.

"Oh, Mr D’Amico, I-I am a woman, I assure you-"

"Have you slept with women?”

He asks rudely.

"What?"

The question seems to ambush her because, with a frown, she turns to me.

I shrug my shoulders, and her lips twitch in annoyance.

“No, I-”

She begins to answer, but Christopher speaks over her again.

“I was asking my wife.”

What?

“Elizabeth?"

He calls, realising that I am just as stunned as Juniper is.

"Have you slept with women?"

"I...um, once."

But I don't like bullying women; I like it better when men cry.

But before I can add this, Christopher's hand on my waist tightens, and he stares at her as if to say, ‘D