Lucrezia's gaze lingered briefly on the waiter as well, before looking back to Eric.
Her pulse may have sped up just slightly when he touched her. Just slightly.
"I want to have the upper hand," she said, and then rolled her eyes. "He has a mistress. Which is hardly even a scandal anymore - he'll probably marry her right after, talking about true love, and no one will fault him for it. Meanwhile, I am the woman who inexplicably cannot keep her husbands happy, a twice-divorced spinster not yet thirty. And I suppose there's money, too, but that's secondary beyond what losing it will do to his pride." She lifted her chin a bit, realizing that she'd begun to look down at her hands. "And this isn't about being a jilted wife. If he'd been honest with me I would have told him he could fuck who he liked so long as he was discreet. If I found out, I can't imagine who else has."
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Date: 2017-03-27 07:11 pm (UTC)Her pulse may have sped up just slightly when he touched her. Just slightly.
"I want to have the upper hand," she said, and then rolled her eyes. "He has a mistress. Which is hardly even a scandal anymore - he'll probably marry her right after, talking about true love, and no one will fault him for it. Meanwhile, I am the woman who inexplicably cannot keep her husbands happy, a twice-divorced spinster not yet thirty. And I suppose there's money, too, but that's secondary beyond what losing it will do to his pride." She lifted her chin a bit, realizing that she'd begun to look down at her hands. "And this isn't about being a jilted wife. If he'd been honest with me I would have told him he could fuck who he liked so long as he was discreet. If I found out, I can't imagine who else has."