Calista's POV I paced back and forth across the bedroom floor, my hands shaking so violently I had to clench them into fists. My vision blurred. My chest heaved. I couldn’t stop moving. The air in the room felt thick, smelling of sex, sweat, and betrayal. I looked at the rumpled bedsheets, then at the floor, and finally at him. "You do this with men?" My voice cracked, barely above a whisper. "You have sex with men?" Jake stood by the bed, the blanket wrapped tightly around his waist. He looked flushed, his hair messy, but the shock on his face was already turning into irritation. "Calista, just calm down for a second," he said, taking a step toward me. "It’s not what it looks like." "Not what it looks like?" I scoffed, a bitter, breathless sound. "I just walked in on two naked men on top of you! What else could it possibly look like, Jake?" "It’s just something I do occasionally," he said, shrugging his shoulders as if he were talking about a hobby. "It’s no big deal.
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