Wearing His Mistresss Coat Tonight Chapter 2

They both froze.

Clearly, my compliance was not on the bingo card. Harrison’s amusement shifted into a narrow-eyed scrutiny. Then, he laughed.

"Playing the obedient wife today, Norah?"

Paige, sensing the shift, poured gasoline on the fire. "I’m so sorry, Mrs. Lockwood. I know I’m just a distraction for when Harrison is bored. You’re the one he loves. Please don't blame him. If you want to scream at someone, scream at me."

Her tone was humble, but her voice carried the rasp of a woman who had just spent the last hour screaming in pleasure.

Harrison watched me, waiting. Waiting for the mask to crack. Waiting for the tears.

But I was too tired for madness. I was too tired for grace. I just wanted the circus to leave town.

I extended a hand toward Paige. "Give me your bag, too."

"If we’re selling a lie," I said flatly, "we might as well sell it all the way."