What’s goin’ on?” I ask as I take a seat.
“Obviously not this.” He tosses me my shirt from last night.
“I found it on the floor of the den. It’s obvious there was some hanky-panky going on.”
Okay, so he knows we fooled around. But at least he didn’t find Kiara’s bra on top of my shirt.
“Yeah . . . things kinda got a little heated after you and Mrs. W. left the den last night,” I tell him.

Author: Simone Elkeles