Leo's mouth opened, but no words came out. He stood frozen, watching the woman he had just held in his arms now glaring at him with a look of pure fury. He realized, with chilling clarity, that the fatal error was not a mere slip of the tongue. It was an honest confession accidentally screamed at the peak of pleasure.
"Darling, Jane, please, listen to me." Leo crawled closer, his voice softening into a tone of deep, convincing regret.
Leo reached out, attempting to grasp Jane's shoulders, which were still trembling violently. "Forgive me, I didn't mean to say her name. It was just, it was just an accident."
Jane jerked away from his touch. "Don't touch me!" she screamed. She felt filthy, feeling that on this bed, she was merely a physical vessel while the soul Leo desired belonged to another woman.
