Farrah Part 3

Chapter 5. Book V ~ Edition II

Farrah lounging on the sofa, reading a magazine, captured the eye like a painting forces study of the glazing and feathering to identify some flaw or truth, and studying her made the truths and flaws of myself overwhelming. “Farrah, I need to talk to you.”

She looked up from the magazine. “Did you cheat on me?”

“What? No.” I shook my head.

“Okay, we can talk.” She rested the magazine on her lap.

“Wait, so if I cheated on you, we wouldn’t talk.”

Her eyes widened. “Do you really want to know what we would be doing if you said you cheated?”

Raising my hands. “No.”

She leaned back, smiling. “It’s cool. I’m just playing, sort of. What’s up?”