Chapter 16

“Hello.”

“Hi, Noah?”

“Nope, he’s in the shower. Can I tell him who’s calling?”

Click.

I looked at the number and checked the call log. I counted ten phone calls in the past few days for the same number. I walked to the kitchen. Noah’s wallet and keys lay by the take-out food. Because Noah stuffed business cards in his wallet as a habit, and I was suspicious about the call, I opened up the billfold to see if could match the phone number with a business card. As I opened up it up, a condom fell out.

We’d been together three years. We tested negative after the first year together. We felt safe to not use a condom. When he cheated the first time, he told me he used a condom, and that he practiced safe sex. When he cheated several months ago, he confirmed he used a rubber. If he was faithful, there was no reason for either of us to have a prophylactic. A condom in his wallet only meant one thing.