“Looks good.”
But we both know that architecture is not what we want to talk about.
“James….” He waits. “James…. f*****g well look at me will you. We have to talk.”
“So, talk.” Still I keep my eyes on my sketching.
“What exactly is your problem? Charlotte’s happy with it. I’m…. well, it’s an appealing idea, playing with Beth, and I’d be doing Richard a favour too.”
I don’t reply….
Give him some silence to fill….
He continues after a moment. “So, what is your objection? You and I have been through enough women in our time. At the clubs we….”
I cut him off. “That was different. I was single then. We were single then. It was always understood it was s*x-play only. No commitments, no strings, on either side.”
“When did you start crusading for fidelity?” His head tilts, his voice slowi
