@page { margin-bottom: 10.000000pt; margin-top: 10.000000pt; } Chapter 8 That morning, John got ready and hurried out the door. After that, Lorna barely saw him for three days. They lived together, but he was exhausted playing catch-up from the long time away from headquarters. She thought often about Reynaldo, but when she called him, he wouldn’t pick up his phone. What had she done wrong, she wondered? She assumed that their triple group had been more than he wanted. She, on the other hand, longed for Reynaldo and John both in her bed, and she was determined to have it that way again. After four days had passed, she called Reynaldo again, and he finally answered. “Why are you avoiding me?” Lorna made no preamble to the conversation. “I haven’t been.” Reynaldo sighed. “Okay, I have been. I just don’t know if I can do this—be part of a threesome and then have you to myself only when John’s away.” Lorna thought furiously for an answer that would satisfy Reynaldo.
