When he hadn’t shown up earlier, I’d assumed Antony had just gotten his package and figured that his wife had brought it inside. That had been a huge relief; I didn’t want to see him. What people did in their private lives was their business. I didn’t make it a habit to harshly judge anybody when I didn’t know their circumstances. But the…philanderer had flirted with me. Nobody told someone they hoped they were a cam girl without meaning it as a compliment. Since I hadn’t expected to see him, I hadn’t changed out of my PJs. And, I really didn’t care. I wasn’t about to help some greasy pervert cheat on his wife, especially when he had a young son. I opened the door, blowing some limp strands of hair that had escaped my ponytail out of my face. “Yeah?” He looked taken aback by my hostile tone. Good. He needed to know where I stood on the subject of adultery. “Um, I just came by for my package?” My stupid nipples had no idea I was disgusted by him. I crossed my arms again.
