Unleashed Desires
“I don’t know if it’s just in my head, but I don’t think this is about the driving. There’s more to this, isn’t there? So say it. Tell me.”
Her answer came like a knife slipping quietly between ribs. “Fine, Damian. I don’t want to do this anymore.”
Oh. My. God.
Silence. Then his voice again, trembling. “There’s someone else, isn’t there?”
She didn’t reply.
“Damn it, Ann, answer me!” he shouted.
“Yes,” she whisper-yelled, voice breaking.
“I knew it!” Damian’s voice cracked, angry, disbelieving. “Why, Anny?”
“Come on, Damian. Even you’ll agree the only thing connecting us these days is sex.”