I exhaled quietly as I straightened my tie in front of the huge dressing mirror, feeling an onslaught of mixed emotions. I had another wet dream about Elena last night again, and it really messed my head up. Usually, I'd just shove it down to the bottom of my mind and remind myself that I couldn't control myself while subconscious, but I hadn't been able to get it out of my head all day, and I was feeling so f*****g terrible.
And this morning, when Sarah came barging in, I felt even worse.
She had been the only woman I'd gone down with for the longest time. The only woman I'd ever loved, and now I was married to her sister, instead of her. It felt like I'd betrayed her in the worst way possible, and the last thing I should be doing was lusting over Elena too. It was a f*****g nightmare.
