"I said I'm sorry, I didn't mean to…" Cassian muttered, standing naked, one cheek red from where Ravees had slapped him. She glared at him, furious and teary, wrapping herself tightly in a blanket. Cassian was frustrated, left high and dry, but that wasn't the point. Ravees had climaxed—because he'd accidentally slipped inside her—and now she was livid. The orgasm had shattered her denial; she'd undeniably cheated on her husband. Even Cassian's smooth manipulations fell flat as she ignored him, curling up in bed, shutting him out completely.
Cassian let out a heavy sigh, exhausted after an hour of trying to get through to her with no response. "Ravees, I'm really sorry, okay? Don't beat yourself up—you didn't do anything wrong," he said, his voice softer now, almost pleading. "If you don't believe me, just do what I told you in the morning when Katherine and I… you know, get into it. You'll see she doesn't care about a little slip-up like that, and neither will your husband."
