Andrea keeps her eyes closed, trying to buy time. She vaguely remembers Charles telling her that the pills might have certain side effects, but she doesn’t understand why Lance is so upset. She hasn’t experienced any dramatic changes in her s*x drive—if anyone is acting more insatiable than normal it’s Lance.
“Aren’t you angry?” Lance asks. “He was drugging you, Andrea.”
“No, I’m not angry,” she says with a sigh.
“Why not?” he asks. “Who knows what could have happened to you or what his intentions were!”
“So that’s why you put a bullet in his heart?” she asks.
Lance stares at her as if she’s just asked the world’s stupidest question. He curls his hands into fists and shakes his head at her. She turns away and stares out the window.
“You can’t just turn your back on me,” he says. “P
