The moment James spotted me, he looked exasperated. "I don't know what got into Richard today. He kept pulling Brandon into one drink after another, and we couldn't get him to stop."

I had a vague idea of what might have caused this.

Maybe he was stubborn enough to still think there was something going on between Brandon and me.

Men in that way—they flirt and stray, but the idea of their wives betraying them is unbearable, even if it's all in their ...