“Now that I’ve seen it, I can’t unsee it. It’s game on for me now. So I’m going to ask you one more time. Do you need me to lend you a hand?” I sigh, dreaming of letting myself give in, even just for a minute. I want to give in, and I told myself I’d start taking what I want. “I’m upset. I’m confused. I’m angry about the state of my life. But I . . . yes, I want that.” He slides the strap down and presses a kiss to the top of my shoulder. “I know you are.” I shiver. “But we can be angry together. Because I can’t stand seeing his ring on your finger.”
