"Eh, how much of it is the actual Bible, and how much of it is King James being a big bag of dicks? I mean, he was a English King, they have a habit of being asshats. I read somewhere that there isn't anything at all about homosexuality in the text he had it translated from, but it is instead a line about pedophilia. So who's to say there is really anything about adultery." She spoke matter-of-factly, as if she knew, as if she wasn't an adulteress heathen herself. But he was her friend, and she wouldn't let him beat himself up for following his heart.
Maryanne lightly rubbed the toe of her shoe against the leg of the table. "I... happen to love your filthy mind. I just felt I needed to elaborate, because I'm unapologetically a slut, and Mitchell was very pretty..." She unlocked her phone and turned it toward him after she pulled up a series of pictures. "And he had the loveliest Irish accent..." She trailed off, because she'd already said she and that particular Mitchell had not slept together. There was more to it, but she didn't want to bring down the mood.
She sat back a little, putting her hands on the table, letting her phone sit where she'd placed it. "I definitely understand where you're coming from. You want to protect him, I do it too. And sometimes it's easier when they find out, rather than telling them." She knew the kids, and AJ still didn't know about Tony's inevitable demise. She just couldn't bring herself to tell them.
"I don't know, I think I need a repeat performance. Was it really that bad? I mean sure the drum beat in my head was unforgettable, but I remember enjoying myself before the hangover." But that was really all she remembered, it was clear she was teasing, mostly, by the chuckle in her tone. "God, I almost whined at you and begged you to come over with coffee, so I would be able to drink it."
She caught his scent change way too late. He was standing up and she realized how badly she fucked up. She knew in the depths of her soul, if he walked out that door right then, that she probably would never see him again. She did something she didn't do with anyone, but her kids, she reached out and grabbed his hand hoping it would stop him from leaving. "I'm sorry, I'm an asshole. Please don't go."