The question hit me like a freight train. My heart thudded in my chest, and for a moment, I wondered if she'd stumbled across my browser historythose late-night scrolls through sites I'd never admit to visiting. I swallowed hard, keeping my tone neutral. "Why would you ask me that?"
Emily didn't flinch. She launched into a story about our friends, Mark and Lisa. Apparently, Mark had confessed to Lisa that he wanted her to find a boyfriendsomeone to sleep with while he watched. He'd even admitted he craved her most after she'd been with someone else. Emily's voice was steady, but her eyes were locked on mine, searching for a reaction.
I shifted in my seat, feeling the heat rise in my face. "Mark's never mentioned anything like that to me," I said cautiously. "But if you're asking whether most guys get a kick out of imagining their wife with another man... yeah, I'd say that's true."
Her lips parted slightly, and she leaned closer. "So it turns you on to think of me with someone else?"
"Of course," I admitted, the words slipping out before I could overthink them.
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