Compared to Paula, Lea was cute. She was another type of beauty. Her vanilla perfume was another type of seduction. She was the woman of his dreams.
If William was a player, he would want to experience all the different types of women. Moreover, people say, every woman has her own unique taste. Fortunately, William was not that kind of man. He was sane enough not to take advantage of a woman who threw herself at him.
"Lea, go back to your room! I don't want to cheat on Paula," William pushed Lea away, but she refused. "Don't make me betray her!"
"Aren't you guys going to get a divorce? Aren't we getting married soon?" Lea asked pitifully. "So what's the problem if we do it now?"
Lea's eyes glistened with tears. She didn't know if William was afraid to touch her because he was the faithful husband type, or because he just didn't want to be with her anymore.
