One of the men asked me if we could go back home. They knew we have a way to go to get there, and it was a polite hint, but I am not going anywhere. I warned my mate. She shouldn’t willingly do this. No matter what she said, she has never done anything to bring shame and embarrassment to me. She has always held herself to a higher standard, and my being the only one that had been with her, was something that I had prided myself on, with her. That she loved me, she wanted me, she waiting for me. But she had never cheated on me, and now that it was straightened out, I honestly didn’t think she would go through with it.
My men won’t look at me, and I know something is going on with the tense emotions in the SUV. I had to look and I see my mate, leaning back on the table straddling this jerk
