Giocare al gioco segreto con la sorellina – Molly Little – Terapia familiare – Alex Adams

I sat at my small table alone for the next ten minutes finishing my coffee and mulling over Dillon’s words. “I…”

“Good enough for me,” I said. “I thought you would’ve been balls-deep in Jessica right about now.”

He glanced at his phone and then looked around the room. Do you need to talk?”

I shook my head and said, “I do, but I’m going to grab coffee with a friend.” I tried giving her a half-hearted smile. I started down the hallway toward the elevator when a head poked out of the apartment across from mine, almost crashing into me. Jack preferred to keep out of the affairs of humans, as he thought our goings-on were beneath him. I had been dating this woman for months, ignoring other opportunities and remaining faithful, but she had been doing this behind my back for a month. “It was comfortable, though. She was comfortable.