Detachment

Lillian's POV 

One thing about lies and relationship was that once you let them mix...

That's the end.

You'd keep lying.

"Do you think he bought that lie?" My eyes were glued to the road, while I spoke with Fedora on the phone.

She was my only friend anyway.

"He knows I'm wild and nasty. So yeah, he'd believe I put the hickey on you while you were sleeping, to annoy you. Smooth lie." She praised my lying skill.

"I just feel so terrible. He's coming back today and I'm so out of it." I admitted, matching brake at the grocery shop.

"You'd give yourself away like that, girl. Stop it." She hissed. "It was a mistake and it won't happen again. Just let it slide, okay?"

Easier said than done.

"Okay bye." I had to cook before my husband returned and I was preparing his favourite meal. 

Classic 'I feel guilty and I'm sorry' meal.

After shopping for what felt like eternity because I'd stop to think, I finally headed out. My stomach grumbled, making me stop by a pastry shop to get something.

The sweet smell of baked flour and vanilla essence filled the air, making my mouth water. I sat down after placing my order, waiting for it to arrive. 

"I knew I saw you." A feminine voice said, making me look up to see the girl from that day.

The one that put me in this mess.

"You." 

"Told you I'll see you again." She sat down opposite me, stretching her sinful hand to touch mine. I snatched it back immediately.

"I've told you that what happened will not repeat itself. I love my husband." Sneering I warned her.

She chuckled. "But you were so so wet for me when I sucked on your tits. Just your tits. You needed to see the way you were riding me fast with your humps and your moan..."

"I'll report for assault if you keep pestering my life. I'm warning you."

"And risk your husband knowing you chose a woman over him? I doubt." She scoffed, her eyes zeroing on the little cleavage that flashed out of my dress opening.

"I'm leaving."

She held my hand, stopping me. "I like you, you know. You're fierce. The earlier you accept you also like women too, the better for you. I'll be here waiting."

Snatching my hand away from her, I marched to my car without waiting to take my food again.

When I got home, I angrily prepared my husband's meal and minutes later when I saw him walk through the door, the anger subsided.

Yeah, there was guilt but there was also joy.

"Hi big guy." I wrapped my hand around him, planting a kiss on his cheek. "Small bag? Why?"

"I need to shower. I can smell something good." He pressed a kiss to my forehead, walking around me.

Maybe he was still mad about the hickey. 

Shit.

I allowed him take his bath and even sat with him to eat. He was telling me about work and some other things.  We laughed over few things and bickered like couples did.

It felt good.

When we got to bed together, I stripped into just my undies, hoping we could do something fun.

"You know it's been long we communicated intimately." I tossed the sheet aside, hovering over his thigh.

His face was hard but he didn't push me away. "I know and I'm sorry about that. I've just been -"

"How about you show me you're sorry instead?" I rocked my hip, our organs colliding. "Or I show you how much I've missed you."

His large hand held my waist firmly, holding it still. "Lillian..."

"I swear, it was Fedora and no one -"

Lies.

"I believe you, Lil. I just -" He sighed. "I'm here to pick one of my documents and would be returning tomorrow early morning. I promise when -"

Scoffing, I got off him. 

"Lillian. I just don't want to be exhausted!"

"Since you came back, you've not even spared me a proper glance that shows you miss me. You just... Nevermind." Hissing, I picked my phone, walking out of the room to the living room in just my lingerie 

He didn't chase after me. I just heard him give a long sigh.

He may be tired but there were better ways to dismiss a woman. A head would've been okay too.

Least, a passionate kiss before the hot rejection.

After the second ring, Fedora picked. "I'm starting to think you are falling for me, Lillian."

"When's the next hot lesbian party?"