" So you are telling me that you saw my husband knocking off his secretary in New York ... what, it must have twelve years ago?"More like sixteen Debb...e!" Christ, and you never bothered to say anything to me?" Oh, come on Debbie, and what would you have said if I had told you?" I'd have said thanks, and kicked the bastard out." No you damn-well wouldn't have. You'd have challenged Phillip and he'd have accused me of lying. He'd accuse me of having a bad attack of sour grapes, because he'd won. ”OK, say my namaste to your friend and be back soon”Without a word Anup left. Anjali and Hari heard the car start.”Daddy, I had planned a beautiful night with your son tonight,” she said”But see, he has left me”She bent forward to pick her glass and her gown fell open to reveal her cleavage. Her act was delibrate. She was burning with jealousy. If that bastard of her husband could go and fuck some whore why not she? The most fitting reply would be to fuck her Sweet Daddy. Let Daddy taste what. He's important to you and you have deep feelings for him." By now I was standing and facing her directly, but my tirade just continued, and my voice rose in volume to match. "And you can't come and see me and explain. No, you'd rather let me divorce you so that you can marry him. But when that doesn't work out, well you can say: Oops Chris, I'm sorry. Really I've loved you all along. So now, my darling Chris, you can take me in your arms and whisk me off into the sunset. Well, I'll tell you. I opened the door and he walked in. His hair was messed up by the wind and just made him even cuter than normal. He looked at me and I felt a flutter in my chest. No, I would not allow this.“You can stay for thirty minutes.” I said coldly and closed the door.He didn’t say anything, just hung his coat over the banister and smiled at me. I rolled my eyes and walked into the kitchen. Billy Oliver was the school hunk and a heartbreaker. He was the quarterback and easily the cutest guy in.