They were so wrapped up in each other that they failed to notice me standing just outside the window, frozen in place. The scene etched itself into my mind like a cruel work of art.
Passion consumed Rocco as he pressed Avery onto the cold lab table, his movements deliberate and intense. Avery looped her arms around his neck, her voice dripping with mock sweetness.
“Rocco, you’re freezing me. Do you warm your wife like this at home?”
Rocco’s expression darkened instantly, his voice sharp as ice.
“I’ve warned you before, don’t bring up Valerie when we’re doing this. Her name doesn’t belong here.”
“Valerie hates the cold. Do you think I could ever treat her this way?”
Avery pouted, but Rocco’s lips curled into a wicked smirk. His grip tightened, his tone now mocking.
“You, on the other hand, are big and hot, like a cow. But I wonder… do you have any milk?”
“Why don’t you try and find out?”
Others cheered beside him.
Rocco actually leaned in, a predatory gleam in his eyes.
My fingers trembled as I lifted my phone and recorded the scene unfolding before me. Every second felt like a stab to my chest, but I forced myself to dial Rocco on video.