Chapter 3

“Why didn’t you tell me earlier?” Rachel pressed. “Not just about Elliot, but about…how you feel? What you want? You know you can tell me anything. I’m your wife, remember?”

Head down, chin to his chest, Jason mumbled, “I didn’t want you to think…”

Rachel raised her eyebrows, waiting. When he didn’t finish, she prompted, “Think what?”

“I didn’t want you to think I was gay.”

The words escaped in a rush but the moment they were free, Jason’s shoulders straightened, his silent secret no longer a burden. But he winced when he glanced at her, afraid of what she was going to say.

“You’re not gay,” Rachel told him. “You’re bi.”

Jason caught his breath. “I’m—”

“Just because you want to fuck him doesn’t mean you don’t still love me,” she pointed out.

His brows furrowed as her words sunk in. Then he let out a sigh of relief. “You’re right.”

Of course I am,Rachel thought, amused.