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“Thank you,” I tell him.My head’s been all over the place since we got here. I’ve scoured every inch of the sand and water, looking for them—Tilly and Cannon. The house I lived in with Cannon is in walking distance, and we’re not far from the water sports business Tilly’s family owned. But, since she sold it, I don’t expect to cross paths with her today.I ended up coming clean with my parents about why things didn’t work out with Cannon. They were surprised, even a little shocked, at the drastic measures we took to repair our relationship. But they know all about how I met West and that he was married to Tilly.They’re the ones who told us the business was only in her possession for a month before she handed the reins over to the highest bidder. It shouldn’t have surprised me. Tilly isn’t the working-girl type. She has expensive taste and would rather spend money than earn it. Last we heard, she found herself a new sugar daddy and was still living nearby.“Stop worrying,” West tells
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“You’re watching sports these days?”He laughs and shakes his head. “Zakk likes to watch. I just absorb some of the stuff they’re talking about.”“His name’s Zakk?” I glance at the blanket and stare at the lawyer whom I briefly met in my living room.“That’s Hayes,” he says. “Zakk’s the one on the left.”Of course, I have so many things to say, but it’s none of my business whom he’s sleeping with anymore. When we split, I lost the right to ask questions.But Cannon can tell my mind is overflowing and throws me a bone. “Zakk’s a friend. I’m seeing Hayes, and I spend a lot of time with Zakk and Sage, too.”“Does Zakk know you’re seeing Hayes?” I question.Zakk and Hayes look way too friendly to just be friends.Cannon looks at me, like really stares into my eyes, and he can tell I’m not buying what he said. “Piper, my life isn’t cut and dry. Not like your relationship is with West. But what I have with Hayes isn’t a joke. And what I have with Sage isn’t either. I’m just living my life t
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“You know it’s hard for me to sleep when you’re not here.”She’s been saying that for years, and every time, it fills me with guilt. Guilt for leaving so often, guilt for keeping her awake. Especially now. But, whenever I bring up the subject of retirement, even if it wouldn’t be happening for quite a few years, she won’t discuss it. She loves my job as much as I do, which is a relief.I watch our building come into view, and the driver pulls up alongside the curb.“You need your sleep, Piper.”“Just hurry home. I’ll be asleep the second your arms are around me.”“See you soon,” I say, opening my own door and grabbing the suitcase the driver hands to me.I wave to the doorman on my way through the lobby as he sits behind the desk. “Did you catch the game, Ralph?”“Jesus,” he groans. “I almost forgot to bring Mrs. Salamander her dry cleaning and Mr. Rolland his Chinese takeout because I couldn’t take my eyes off the screen. The team is looking so sharp.”“As long as we stay healthy, I
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The attraction was undeniable.I couldn’t escape him.I didn’t want to.I was his.He was mine.But he wasn’t my husband.------- WestMy once treasured marriage was now flawed and imperfect.By the time the guilt set in, it was too late.Reality was trying to keep me away from my obsession.My husband was that reality.My obsession was West.But West was forbidden. Taken. Married.We were swingers.It was the perfect arrangement.Until I fell in love…With West.“Baby,” my wife, Tilly, says as she climbs onto my lap. She straddles my legs and digs her nails into my shoulders, knowing I like it when she grips me there. “How about I make a deal with you?”My cock hardens as she grinds her pussy over the tip, her heat soaking through my sweatpants. Her hips swivel several times before I look at her.“What kind of deal?”Her eyes widen as I shift her over my crown, guiding it toward her ass.“I’ll get on all fours and suck you off, but—”“Done.”She smiles. “But you haven’t heard the res
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Piper“What’s wrong, Pipes? You look like you’re a million miles away.”I slap on a smile and turn my head toward my husband, surprised he even noticed something was bothering me. He’s been so checked out lately that I could scream, and he probably wouldn’t hear me.“I’m fine, Cannon. Just thinking.”His crystal-blue eyes search mine, and I almost tell him, but I’m afraid. This trip is supposed to bring us closer together. When I booked it, I thought that time away from his job and the office would help him focus on our marriage again. But the week is almost over, and we’re still as disconnected as when we arrived.Cannon has been taking phone calls the entire time even though he promised he would leave his work back in Florida. Each call comes with an apology and time locked away in the bedroom, away from me.I don’t know what else I can do. I’ve Googled ways to bring the spark back into our marriage. Each day, I’ve worn sexy dresses and tiny bikinis to the pool. I scheduled romantic
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Once we have everything in the bag, he glances over his shoulder and then walks us toward the resort. Sand from my flip-flops smacks me in the back of my legs and sticks to my lotioned-up body. I know the perfect place to try again. It’s more secluded, private enough that nobody would be able to see us even though we’d still be outside.As we’re approaching a little alcove with its own shower, I take Cannon’s hand and pull him inside. When we’re out of view, I slip my hand inside his swim trunks and wrap my fingers around his dick.He lets his guard down for a split second, groaning, as I pump him up and down.But, as soon as he hears voices approaching, he grabs my arm. “Piper, enough. We have to stop.”“What if I don’t want to stop?”He pulls my hand out of his bottoms and stares down at me. I’m still wrapped around his torso when he searches my eyes and says, “What’s gotten into you?”Herein lies the problem. Cannon’s meticulous and proper, driven by calculation. How else would a l
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It takes a few seconds before I realize the faces staring back are ones I recognize. It’s my team. They’re holding out their fists, waiting for me to pound them, just like we do on our way through the tunnel as we head toward the ice.I went to practice the day after I talked to my agent and told the team I wasn’t returning. And, now, they’re here to send me off.My final walk through the tunnel.The last time I’ll ever be a part of a team.I whisper the name of each player as I pass him, and when I reach Viktor, he pulls me in for a hug.“I’ll be down to visit as soon as we hit the off-season,” he says.“I know.”“You’d better have a hell of a tan and a wicked golf game by then.”“I hate golf.”“Learn to like it because I’m going to challenge the hell out of your handicap.”I say nothing.I can’t.“You’re going to knock her up and take your son to daycare and coach little league. You’re going to be all right.”I nod, not wanting any of the things he mentioned, still unable to say a w
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PiperThe second the hotel room door closes, Cannon’s kissing my neck. What I thought was ruined suddenly comes to life. I take two steps backward until my back is pressed against the wall. His tongue laps at a little bead of sweat the air-conditioning is trying to chase away. He likes the room freezing cold and says it keeps the humidity from destroying his hair.When I first met Cannon, his hair used to hang just above his eyebrows. When he was working out, the strands would nearly poke him in the eye. Sometime during the last few years, he started keeping the sides shaved and the top long enough to blow-dry into the perfect wave, swept away from his face. I asked him if it was the beginning of an early midlife crisis. He said he finally started giving a shit.Is that what we’re having? An early midlife crisis?“Piper? Did you hear me?” He bends at the waist to look me in the eyes.“What?”“You sure you’re okay? I wish you’d tell me what’s wrong.”“I’m fine,” I lie.“You’re not,” he
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