Page 157 of Hard to Resist

“I’m seeing someone.”

He slowly curls his hands into fists, like he is imagining strangling me in his mind.

“How the hell do you just forget to tell me that?”

“I don’t know. It’s not like I tell you every little thing I do.”

“This isn’t little, Cullen.”

“I know that. I just—fuck.” I run my hand through my hair. “Is dating someone really considered adultery?”

Halston sighs, moving to lean on the edge of the large table in the middle of the room. “No. Dating someone isn’t considered adultery. The law states that adultery occurs when you have sexual intercourse with someone who isn’t your spouse.”

“And if I did have sex…”

“They would need to have proof.”

Well, I doubt they have that unless Celine put cameras in my apartment—which would be illegal.

It would be…right? Unless she claimed my apartment as her own because we are still married. In which case, would it not be illegal because you can’t break into your own place? But surveilling someone without their knowledge would be illegal. Also, filming people having sex without their consent has to be illegal pornography.

Fuck.

I am spiraling.

“We’re separated. I even lived in a completely different state for ten freaking years. How is she still claiming this shit?”

“Honestly, they can’t. If we were in Virginia or Georgia, yes, it could still be considered adultery and mess with the divorce proceedings. In New York, there is no law that stops you from seeing someone while legally separated with the intention of divorce, which your decree clearly outlines. The only issue would be if you had a clause in the separation agreement stating that neither party could date—which you don’t.”

“So, we’re fine?”

“Not exactly. The bigger issue, which I warned you about, was not to do anything that could provoke them and draw out these proceedings more than they already have. Which is precisely what you’ve gone and done. You couldn’t keep your dick in your pants for a few weeks?”

“It’s not like I went out searching for love.”

“Love?”

“That’s not what I meant.”

“Sure.” Halston straightens. “Look, I don’t want to leave them in there any longer. Is there anything else I should know?”

“No.”

“Okay, so—”

“Well. Maybe.”

“Yes?”

I take a step back from him. “I don’t want you to get mad though.”

He crosses his arms, and for a young guy, he’s damn intimidating. “No promises.”

“She works for Celine.”

“Who does?”

“The girl I’m seeing.”

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