" It happened, when we were in Vegas." She said averting her eyes.
Startled by the sudden change in topic, he immediately began wondering what she was going to confess to this time. She would stew with guilt over seemingly mild and mundane infractions and then confess them in the middle of another conversation.

It used to be cute, but now it was trite and overdone.

“You’d had a little bit too much to drink.” she stated" That’s why I hadn’t told you about what had happened."

Sighing he took a sip from his martini and pretended to be interested. Yet again she was starting in the middle of her story. Obviously she had something big to confess.

Their last trip to Vegas was a blur. Upon return home, though, things had changed.
They started having what she jokingly refered to as " marital relations". He never quite got her joke.
“Well, " she stated taking a deep breath " Here goes nothing…"