"No really," Sera said. "This is unfair to Delilah."
Eric was still stretched out on the floor. He turned his head to look at her, one arm tucked behind his head, dark hair mussed, jaw shadowed, utterly unapologetic. "Like I said," he replied calmly, "I am not engaged yet. When I am, I promise to stay faithful."
Sera stared at him. "Is that supposed to comfort me."
"I'm being honest," he said lightly. "If you were my Luna, I'd have no reason to step out on you. This wouldn't even be a conversation."
She shook her head, lips pressed together, and climbed to her feet just as the distant crunch of tires on gravel drifted through the open windows.
Her eyes widened. "Someone's here."
"Yes," Eric said, rising unhurriedly to his feet, stretching. He rolled his shoulders once, tucked his cock back into his shorts.
