Paul and I were driving. It was a warm summer day and the windows were half open, letting a cool breeze into the car. Paul, Anne and I had some vacation time and we’d had a good time as a group. Today was Anne’s first day back at work, so Paul and I had headed off to do some exploring.
The conversation was a little muted. The scenery was spectacular and the breeze through the windows made a bit of noise. We chatted half-heartedly about how much we hated the Star Wars prequels. We hadn’t talked about sex for the entire week.
After a while it got a little colder and we rolled the windows up. After a few minutes of silence Paul turned to look at me.
“Did Anne really think that I was flirting with Rebecca?” He asked. It took me a minute to figure out what he was talking about. Paul’s fiancé had been studying abroad for a while now. At one point my girlfriend, Anne, had noticed Paul taking an interest in other women.
“Yes. A lot. You seemed very in to her. We were convinced that you would leave Kim for her.” He was taken aback by the answer.