“It was supposed to be just sex,” I complained. Val nodded. “A lot of people bring their fuck buddies to church.” “Could you please control your sarcasm today?” I rubbed my temple. “I think I’m getting the flu.” It felt like I’d been about to catch it for over a week now. Must be a persistent stomach bug. “Okay, let’s back it up a little. Just whose idea was this just sex relationship?” “His! I have no self-respect, so, of course, I agreed. But now, he’s taking me to dinner parties, making me sleep in his bed but not even having sex with me, and next,”—my voice rose—“he’s kissing me at
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