Chapters (60)
- Cover
- Books by Sheryl Browne
- Dedication
- KARLA
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-One
- Twenty-Two
- Twenty-Three
- Twenty-Four
- Twenty-Five
- Twenty-Six
- Twenty-Seven
- Twenty-Eight
- Twenty-Nine
- Thirty
- Thirty-One
- Thirty-Two
- Thirty-Three
- Thirty-Four
- Thirty-Five
- Thirty-Six
- Thirty-Seven
- Thirty-Eight
- Thirty-Nine
- Forty
- Forty-One
- Forty-Two
- Forty-Three
- Forty-Four
- Forty-Five
- Forty-Six
- Forty-Seven
- Forty-Eight
- Epilogue
- The Affair
- Hear more from Sheryl
- Books by Sheryl Browne
- A Letter from Sheryl
- The Babysitter
- The Second Wife
- Acknowledgements
So, what sites had he been browsing, he wondered? And had he found anyone worth dating? Maybe he had. Unscrewing the cap, he tipped his head back and drank straight from the bottle. Maybe he’d been sleep-dating, fucking any and all available women he could find, which was obviously why he didn’t remember doing it.
Perhaps he should remind himself? He took another large gulp of whisky and swallowed it back, getting no comfort from it as it burned its way down his oesophagus. Why not go out with a bang, hey? He had nothing to lose, after all.
Wiping the back of his hand against his mouth, he fired up the laptop and… voila! Up came his internet history, as accessed by Karla behind his back. He had no doubt her father had put her up to that. And he was sure that Robert had accessed his laptop while he and Karla had been in the kitchen. Why, Jason had no clue. Because he’d still been debating the wisdom of delivering the news he had, and this was his fallback plan? Because he’d wanted to make sure Karla would want nothing to do with him, whether or not he delivered the news? Whatever his reasoning, he’d succeeded in his aim. As far as Fenton was concerned, it was mission accomplished.
Karla had clearly already grown disillusioned with him. According to Fenton, he reminded himself. Did he believe it? Had he really been mistaking what he thought he saw in Karla’s eyes? Jason wasn’t sure. It didn’t much matter whether she loved him or not now, though, did it, he also reminded himself.
His heart feeling as if it was turning inside out inside him, he reached for his keyboard and scrolled down through the history. ‘Shit.’ He drew in a breath as he noted the sites listed there: Match.com, Zoosk, Flirt, FlirtEasy, QuickFlirt and more. It was no wonder Karla had been so upset. Taking another slug of his whisky, he nearly choked when he came to the BeNaughty and LocalNaughties sites. Sobering up, briefly, he almost closed his laptop down – and then thought, stuff it. If he was going to be accused of the deed, he might as well take a look. After all, he was going to have to stop thinking of himself as a married man now, wasn’t he? Although, actually, it probably hadn’t ever been legal anyway.