Possessive Lies — The Handkerchief Lie

The smile on Jared's face faltered for a spurt second. The next second, he angled the camera away. My co-worker's having a meeting next door. Pretending to sound annoyed, he said,

She's so noisy. I'll call you back later. I called out to him at the very last second. Wait, Jared. What's that on the couch? Let me see.

Don't get paranoid, Tasha. It's just a handkerchief. He walked over casually, picked up the pair of underwear without missing a beat, and slipped it into his pocket. Then the screen went black. He had hung up. As I stared at the dark screen, my fingers went numb.

i never went to gatherings with his friends and i never attended any of his company's annual parties