[This felt like a trap. A mistake. A conversation that was going to come back some day and bite him in the ass one way or another. But he'd also been married twice and frankly, he knew that tone. His options were lie and hurt her or tell the truth and possibly still hurt her.

He takes a few seconds himself before he responds.]

Okay isn't the word I'd use for it. But I know where I stand in the.. the mess of everythin'. It's not my place to be anythin' other than some semblance of okay. Those boundaries.... help. We're all adults here. I.. kinda figured you were sleepin' with him already so it wasn't so much a surprise.