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hands holding tight on the back of my chair with a strange look on his face. “What’s the matter?”
    He sat in the chair to my left, reaching for a lock of my hair, placing it behind my ear and then he says, “That call was from Alecia. She says she will be in San Francisco tomorrow and asked whether I would meet her for dinner.”
    “What did you tell her? I hope you told her no.” I didn’t wait for an answer.
    “I didn’t tell her no. I’ve been married to her for over ten years. We’re still friends.” He watched at me as my expression changed from a smile to closed lips. “I said I will see her. She could be in trouble and need my help with something.” He’s sitting picking at his steak with his fork. He knew her well enough to be worried.
    “I don’t understand. Why would you want to keep a relationship with her? She didn’t want you anymore. If she wanted you, she would have gone to San Francisco with you.” He reaches and place his hand over mine.
    “I was thankful that she didn’t come. Can’t you see, I wanted to be with you? It was a mutual agreement. I gave her everything she asked for so I could be with you.” He regarded my still, unmoved expression, then placing his hands between my legs, they moved up my thighs resting under my dress, and on my mound. “You aren’t wearing underwear,” he says surprised his mouth watering, his eyes like saucers showing relief.
    Knowing Matthew was trying to distract me, I move his hand away from my sensitive exposed sex. “You’re feeling guilty about our relationship, aren’t you?” Matthew peeked at me, his brow raised. “I know you are, don’t try to hide it. You want me but you can’t let go of the past. Can’t you see I’m your future?” I wait for a response but instead he reaches for a glass of wine, put the glass to his lips and drank all of it in one gulp.
    I stood, “If you’re not going to answer me, then I’m sleeping in another room. I’m going to watch TV. I don’t feel like eating now.” I push my plate to the side. Raising my eyebrow and looking at him I hiss, “You know she’s trying to get you back. She’s coming here to ruin what we have together.”
    “And what do we have Amanda?” Now, that statement alone pissed me off.
    “We have a lot more than what you had with that cold bitch,” I said with bitterness in my words. Hell yes, I was bitter. I didn’t take her man, she gave him away and he’s too blind to know the difference. 
    “You don’t have to be snarky, it doesn’t become you, Amanda.” I raise my hand to his face . I’m not being snide or critical, I’m stating a fact . Reaching for my hand, Matt tries to calm me. 
    “You’re my baby. No one can come between you and me. She can’t tear us apart.” He took my arm pulling me to his lap. I feel the rise of his penis. He grabs my dress and unzips the back. Then he unfastens my bra. “Why do you wear this anyway in the house?” Finally his hands reaches my breasts, and he lets out a moan. Fingering my nipples, his breathing hard, his voice soft, “You know I want to have you when I’m home. Don’t wear all of this with me.” Matthew tugs my dress and bra down to my waist.
    He wants everything accessible to him. I can understand his needs and I’ve tried to be and do what he wants in bed. I thought it was enough, but he’s changing our way of life by allowing Alecia into the life we’ve made for each other. Something has got to give because he can’t have me and her.
    Holding me on his lap with his hands around my waist, I turn and his face slips to my breasts. His hands and fingers run the length of one nipple, as his mouth surrounds my breast, and his lips hold my nipple, squeezing it. His mouth sucks hard. I feel his warm breath on my breasts and his heart pounds against me. I squirm on his lap increasing his need for me. “You’re making me so hot. Every minute I see those brown nipples I want to come.” He looks into my