She silently seethed as they made their way from the room and to the study. Not for the first time, she played with the idea of having a one night stand with someone else just to spite him. While tempting, as with every other time the idea came up, she dismissed it for several reasons.
Even having spent something close to two and a half years—essentially three birthdays---at his side, Trixie wasn't any closer to understanding what thoughts laid beneath his smug, yet laid bag grin or his easy going façade. For all she knew, he wouldn't actually care about her petty action and it honestly wouldn't really make her feel any better. Ever since she hooked up with Emerick, all other men paled in comparison, and there was no sense in having sex with a stranger if she couldn't even enjoy it.
