Marie Sexton - Coda 05 - Paris A To Z - Plot & Excerpts
Angelo and I had Sundays off, and I often let myself skip my morning run on Sundays as well. It was almost ten when I dragged myself out of bed. Angelo had been up for hours of course, but he wasnt in the living room. Our computer was set up in what was supposed to be the dining room, and I had to pass through it on my way to the kitchen to get my morning cup of coffee. Angelo was at the desk, and as soon as I rounded the corner, he closed the browser, looking up at me with guilty embarrassment. “Whats up?” I asked him. “Nothin,” he said, but he wouldnt look at me when he said it. “It didnt look like „nothing.” “Well, it was,” he said, getting up and pushing past me. His obvious lie made me curious. Looking at porn was the obvious answer, but I didnt think he would have felt the need to hide that from me. And yet, I honestly couldnt think of anything else. I caught his hand so that he stopped and turned around to face me. “Everything all right?” I asked. This time he met my eyes, smiling.
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