earned it [h.s.]

23.

Harry.

"So let me get this straight..." Mitch frowned as he shifted in the couch, his feet up on the coffee table and a beer in his lap, "you felt like you had sex with Genevieve but it was actually Blair."

I picked at my fingernails, keeping my eyes low while nodding. Sarah had her head buried in her palms next to Mitch, who cleared his throat and continued, "You then deliberately rolled in the bed until you were next to her so Blair couldn't get in between..."

Another nod.

"...and then you waited for your wife to fall asleep so you could finger Genevieve and get her off – all in the same bed."

My cheeks flushed pink and I nibbled on my lip. Sarah let out a groan from next to Mitch, "Oh my god, Harry... that's –"

"I think it's good." Mitch stated. My brows raised as I carefully glanced at him, "What?"

"Exactly, what?" Sarah frowned, just as shocked as me. Mitch shrugged in defence, "He's unhappy. He has been for ages. I told him he needed to experiment, maybe sleeping with someone else will bring the flame back in the marriage."

Sarah frowned deeper, "So you condone cheating now?" She challenged. Mitch looked a little panicked for a bit and then shook his head, "I don't condone it no. But she's doing it."

"So he should be doing it too?" She pushed before rolling her eyes at him and looking at me, "Harry, you're not a cheater. How can you not feel guilty about this? How have you not told Blair yet?"

I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose, taking off my sunglasses for a bit as I nervously bounced my foot on the hardwood floors, "I-I don't know. I don't feel guilty. I haven't felt guilty for a second since it happened, I've just been... happy. That's bad, isn't it?" I groaned.

Sarah's shoulders deflated and she shrugged, "I just don't think this is you."

"You sound like Gen." I rolled my eyes and Sarah huffed, "Well, thank fuck that she seems to be the only one with a moral compass."

"Honey," Mitch muttered, "she's an escort, not much of a moral compass there."

Sarah shot daggers at him, "It's a job, Mitch. She's not supposed to feel guilty about people sleeping with her and cheating on their spouses. They seduce her, they pay her, she's just doing it. She's not hurting anyone, they are. So she doesn't need a fucking moral compass to begin with but because she's a nice person, she does." Sarah ranted and Mitch instantly shut up.

Sarah then diverted her attention to me, "Harry, I ask again... if you're that unhappy with Blair, why not split up?"

I stubbornly chewed the inside of my cheek, slowly shaking my head, "I don't want a divorce."

"But you're miserable."

"I'm not." I lied, "Look, maybe Mitch is right. Maybe it's just sex. Maybe the marriage could be good again if we both just sleep with other people."

She scoffed, "And you truly believe that? You could be married to someone and sleep with others? And be okay with her sleeping with others too? Give me a break, Harry."

"Okay, I don't have it all figured out! What's the big deal?!" I snapped, "If Gen's fine with it and I'm fine with it, isn't that what matters? She's not pushing me for fucking answers like you are, so you should give me a break."

"You're the one who asked for our advice!" Sarah bit back and I glared at her, "I asked Mitch's advice."

"Oh, that's rich." She huffed, "You always do that, you fucking stubborn asshole." She angrily got up her feet, "Have fun at Lotus then." Sarah scoffed before walking away. Her footsteps echoed through the house before I heard the loud slamming of a door. Mitch sat on the couch, staring at the label of his beer bottle while I had mine peeled off completely already.