Chapter 9. Intimacy Between Playboys

"So what you are trying to say is that Quinn left?" Jake asked amusedly. He was pleasantly surprised when Henry showed up at his cafe. 

How long has it been? A year or two? Whatever, he had thought there was something serious bothering his close buddy.

The expression on his face when he came into his office was alarming. Jake had suspended his work and came down with him for a drink. But this? How was this important? Henry saw the look on his friend's face and knew what he was thinking.

“You don't understand; I'm not sure if I can do without her" He gulped down his glass of tequila. Jake nodded slowly, he understood.

"Are you screwing her? Man, what about your fiancée?" Jake knew he wasn't a faithful type, but Henry was different. Though Henry played with different girls, it was girls from wealthy homes. A maid? It sounded ridiculous...

"What about her? She can go to hell for all I care,” Henry slurred.

"You guys are engaged, you know you nee