Illicit Affair With My Husband's Brother

When Megan woke up, her head was pounding with a dull, rhythmic throb. She tried to sit up, but the weight of the heavy duvet pinned her down. When she peeked underneath, the cool air hit her skin and she realized she was completely naked.“Holy shit!” she yelled. Her heart raced as she scrambled out of bed, dragging the duvet with her to cover up. The sudden movement left the man sleeping next to her totally exposed.Megan screamed again at the sight of him. “W-Who are you?! What are you doing in this room?!” she asked, her voice trembling.Her mind was a blur of hazy neon lights and loud music. What happened last night? Why was she in this hotel? And why was she in bed with a stranger?The man on the bed woke up instantly, moving with a grace that suggested he wasn't as hungover as she was. He raised an eye at her, then looked down at himself. Realizing he was bare, he jumped up and pulled on his boxers without a hint of embarrassment.Megan let out a dry, nervous laugh. She felt an

The memories flooded back into Megan’s mind, clear and sharp. She finally remembered exactly what had happened that night before things escalated with Clinton.The party had been a total blur of chaos drinking, dancing, and loud music. Everything felt wild and free. But as the night went on, Megan’s head began to throb. Tuesday noticed that she was barely holding it together."Megan, I think you need to call it a night," she whispered.But Megan just grinned stubbornly. "I still want to party."Tuesday sighed at her friend’s hardheadedness. She stood up and pulled Megan to her feet. "Girls, keep going without us. I’m going to drop Megan at the hotel and then I’ll be back."She led Megan out of the VIP lounge, though it was obvious Megan wasn't finished with the fun. She was swaying in the hallway and laughing at nothing."Wait, I left my wallet. Megan, stay right here. I’ll be right back." Tuesday shook her head and left Megan leaning against a table near the hallway."No, Tuesday...