Thomas was in a black mood by the time he drove up the driveway of the house he had shared with Reyona for about eight years. A home where he had continued the pretence he started two years before when Susan and he had made a bet.
Susan had come to meet him at his shitass job back then as a trainer, and they had pretended not to know each other so that the gym manager wouldn’t find a reason to complain. He was pretending to put her through her workout while she giggled and pretended to be totally clueless about it all.
That was when she had walked in—the auburn-haired beauty alongside a younger-looking lady—both of them so mouthwateringly gorgeous that they caught the eye immediately.