Our Affairs

, Richard, was finally coming home after a grueling two-week business trip. To surprise him, I slipped into a fancy, sexy red nightgown that hugged m

ied to the door, my bare feet padding softly on the cool hardwood floor. He

ible," he said, his voice l

ng my arms around him and running

sing me gently as he dropped his

st. "Let's do it right here, in the living room," I whispered seductively in his ear, wrap

ulling back slightly. "I just got back, and I'm exhausted. Ca

landed li

e onto the kitchen counter without warning, who us

se and headed straight to the bathroom, leaving

k onto the couch. Ever since the tragic loss of our three-month-old baby, things had changed between us. Even though he insisted it wasn't my fault, I knew deep

ive assistant, meticulously arranging some documents on my cl

arly tripping over her own feet as she rushed

ued despite my lingering mela

se-Teddy Murphy. Don'

d absently. That was the le

st handsome man on earth," she gus

married," I said, trying to sound ste

my desk and leaning in closer. "It's not a crime to adm

smoothly, standing up with a stack of documents in hand. "

him when you get back," she said with a

my pencil skirt and adjust my blouse, want

de and closed the door behind me. Looking up, I was struck by how stunning he was-handsome as hell, with chiseled fe

said, standing confid

railed off, prompting m

handsome and commanding he appeared, his broad s

ant," he said with a warm smile t

them, his fingers brushed against mine, sending a spark of electricity through me. He held my gaze with those

tone genuinely concerned, a sl

replied quickly, trying

said, chuckling lightly. It felt almost like h

.. o

hing

walked out. Once outside, I leaned against the wall, breathing heavily and clutching my chest.

office, Brooke ru

right? See,

gossip with

ng my office d

rs had touched mine. I closed my eyes and-God help me-I saw him again: those eyes

without be

of being loo

on-had looked at me like I was starving a

ashamed of the sudden, sharp

ing my head to dispel the forbidden though

ame a quiet w

oardroom, our eyes would cat

ould brush mine as he reached for cream

his chair, fingers steepled, watching me with that steady

find him standing in the doorway-silent, unanno

e boardroom meet

ked past last. As he did, his hand found my shoulder-firm, deliberate-then slid slowly down my arm until his finge

murmured, voice so low i

e roaring in my throat, as he took the p

d myself, the word

very,