« You’re asking permission to sleep with other women. »
« And you think I’m the reason you don’t have any? »
His eyes moved away.
That’s when it clicked.
Sean wasn’t nervous. He had rehearsed this.
« And if I say no? » I asked.
His jaw tightened.
Sean wasn’t nervous.
« Then I guess we keep living like this. In a dead marriage. »
« Like what? »