"What?" Jules acted dumb, wiping the grin off her face, pretending she did not know what her friend was saying.
But, of course, she felt her face heating up while her heart raced inside her chest. She could already tell her cheeks must be as ripe as a tomato.
"Damn, girl..." Thalia giggled and laughed as she watched her. "You had sex with him. Didn't you?" Her friend gazed at her like a laboratory specimen, studying her under a microscope.
Trust her friend to use the appropriate words. But for someone who did not trust man and relationship. Sometimes, her friend could be vulgar.
"No..." She impulsively denied her friend's conclusion. But how long could she fool her friend and herself? How long could she deny how she felt about her husband?
"You are saying no, but your body language is saying otherwise." Her friend pointed at her face and then wiggled her fingers at her body.
