Page 36 of Cavern of Silence
I don't move.
Julieta's eyes nervously dart across my face. She walks over to me. "Come sit. I'll make you dinner."
Yeah, you failed to mention some pretty important things, didn't you?
Suddenly, I'm so full of rage, I have to count to five before I respond. "Are you going to fill us in on where we are, and..." I peer over at Miguel.
Hunter says something about getting our backpacks, but it doesn't even register.
"Seriously, Hunter?" Julieta crosses her arms and gives him a look of disgust.
"Hey, I don't know him."
"I do."
"Well, you haven't exactly told us anything about your friend."
"He's—"
"Hunter, go get the bags, please," Vanessa chirps.
Their mini argument does nothing to calm me, so I count to ten this time. My thoughts are jumbled, but I manage to keep my voice controlled. "Who is he?"
Julieta swallows hard. "It's not what you think."
"Then what is it?"
"I can... I will tell you everything."
"I'm waiting."
"It's complicated."
Nope. You're not getting away with that answer. I've been patient and not pushed you on anything. You're not hiding the truth from me on this.
"Why can't you just answer my question?" I sternly reply, trying to keep my cool.
"I'm trying to figure out how to explain the situation to you."
"Julieta, just spit it out," I bark.
Her eyes widen then she takes a deep breath. "Technically, he's my husband."
"You're...oh."
She's married?
On a scale of one to ten, I just hit a twenty on the dumb scale, a forty on the pissed off, and a one hundred on the mortified.
Of course they're married. She knows where all the pots and pans and utensils are.
I fondled a married woman.
My stomach twists.
Marriage is sacred to me. The vows between two people, for better or for worse, mean something. I took them seriously, and so did Maureen. We weren't perfect, but we were committed.
And now I palmed the ass and licked the neck of another man's wife.
