But when Anna Jadwin unbuttoned Wayne Bailey's shirt and saw the messy lipstick marks on his chest,
She immediately flew into a rage!
Wayne Bailey drinking was one thing, but calling for women as well?
She hadn't forgotten the lipstick marks on his face and lips!
The jumbled scents of perfume, at least a few kinds blended together.
Anna Jadwin felt an aching in her chest. Though she knew Wayne Bailey wouldn't betray her, after all they had been through, he had said he only had a reaction to her; if he was to betray her, he would have done it long before, not waiting until now.
But even if it was just a touch to her man's lips, she felt like he had been defiled.
Anna Jadwin saw that his body was covered with minor flesh wounds, lightly touched them a couple of times, but then she was pressed onto the couch by him in his half-dazed state, and violated once more…
...
In the morning, Wayne Bailey woke up thirsty, his throat burning like fire.
