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{Chapter Eighteen - Issues}
THE NEXT DAY LOVE WAS GOING TO DELILAH'S PLACE BUT WILLIAM INTERRUPTED HER BY TAPPING ON HER SHOULDER. Love turns to look at him. "Yes?"
"Have you seen Lydia? She kept texting me about sleeping with my co-worker, and it's all a very big misunderstanding." William chuckles.
"Yeah, she stayed the night. Being upset over it." Love says, walking over to him.
William shakes his head. "If I wanted to have an affair I would've slept with you by now."
"What?" Love inquires, crossing her arms.
William kisses her, giving her an answer to her question, Love shockingly kisses back but then pulls away, slapping him in the face. "You're married to an amazing lady don't you dare fuck that up." She knocks on Delilah's door.
Delilah opens the door, letting her inside. "Hey, I've been texting you all night and you didn't respond. What happened?"
"I'm sorry. I was just..." Love sighs, shaking her head. "I'm not going to lie to you. I was having sleeping with a married woman."
"What?" Delilah raises an eyebrow at her, holding back a laugh.
"Yeah." Love sits down and then Lydia texts her.
Lydia: Are you okay? You left without waking me up or leaving a note.
Love: I'm fine, just worry about your marriage with your husband since you both want to get in my pants.
Lydia: what?
Love: Have A Good Day.
Delilah chuckles. "It's okay, at least you're being honest." She walks over to Love, with a spoon that looked like it had a sliced peach in it.
"What's that?" Love asks, looking at it.
"I made peach cobbler, and it's the recipe you taught me on Monday." Delilah tells her, putting the spoon in Love's mouth.
Love nods. "Mm. Delicious."
"Thanks." Delilah goes back into the kitchen. "Is the married woman getting a divorce?"
"Not that I know of." Love replies.
Meanwhile,
Lydia goes home, slamming the door shut. "You want to fuck Love?!"
"Jealous? I mean you shouldn't be since you already did that. So don't be a hypocrite."William scoffs.
Lydia shoves him out of her sight. "You're literally fucking your coworker!!"
William narrows his eyes at her. "No I'm not. If I were to have an affair it would be with Love. Wanna know why? It's because she cares, and unlike you she's loyal."
"I want a divorce. Immediately." Lydia storms to their bedroom, slamming another door.
