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What’s Love Got To Do With It?
by Miles H. Rost
Her hand impacted the side of Mitch’s angular face.
Mitch just looked down at his diminutive paramour and smirked.
“So when were you going to tell me about Liliana?”
“I wasn’t, Chelsea. You agreed to an open relationship. That’s what it is.”
Chelsea slapped him again, reverse cheek this time.
“I said we should have open feelings, not have an open relationship!”
“And you didn’t say that. I said an open relationship, and you said ‘fine. Let’s be open’.”
“So you tricked me into love, when you were spreading it.”
“What’s love got to do with it, chiquita?”