“Do you honestly think I would take you and leave you?” I spat. “I’m not that kind of man.” Not with you, my precious Harmony. “I haven’t slept with a man in six years,” she blurted, her eyes going wide. She didn’t mean to tell me that. A slip up. My features softened, my red-hot anger dimming a bit. “Know it’s been a while, darlin’. You told me that.”
