Kyle's P.O.VShe has the brightest violet eyes I have ever seen.Always filled with wonder, hope, and determination.  Even though for the first few days she worked for me, I'd stared into those eyes and made my demands, I never knew that someday...I'll miss seeing them. Two weeks.She has worked for me for two weeks now,...And yet ever since she had threatened to burn me with so much anguish in those eyes, I never saw her again.Never saw her violet eyes. "Shit." I mutter and increase the pace on the treadmill, focusing on the loud music of my earphones and letting my memory go back. The day of her interview she had worn that knee-length flower dress, with the violet flower prints, bringing out her eyes. The first thing I'd noticed about her was her uncertainty. She was determined but unsure, hopeful but doubtful. The way she hesi

"It's not good."  "It's not?"  "No, it's not. Sex in married life is great." Maya says and we both laugh. "I see." I say and sip my coffee while Maya just bites her lip with a naughty glint in her eyes. "I mean, before I had Hailey, we'd heard these scary stories about how we'd be too busy to want sex because I'm still in school and he just got promoted. And then I had Hailey. And everyone kept  saying the baby would take up all our free time and I should keep a vibrator handy--" "Oh, my God! Maya!" I scold playfully and swat her arm. "Too much information." I whisper and she just rolls her eyes. "What? It's true. Besides, I never had an opportunity to talk about this. So anyway, sometimes I'd still be putting Hailey to sleep when Josh gets back and we'd be both tired and I was scared, you know? I didn't want to be

Kyle's P.O.VThe minute Jon parks the car in front of the house, Marcy scrambles out of the car and dashes into the house. "Anne!" I yell after her but she is already gone.Fuck.  Jon climbs out of the car and hands me the keys. "Thanks a lot, Jon. I really appreciate it." I say and he nods. "Of course, Mr. Robinson. See you tomorrow." He says and leaves.The house is awfully quiet when I walk in, but not completely. Her faint sobbing from upstairs is almost crystal clear to me and I'm nearly used to the guilt I feel every time I hear or see her cry. Maybe I shouldn't have let her leave.Maybe should have taken her advice and locked her up in a basement.Anything that could have stopped her from going out with him. But I didn't want her to think I was still trying to

Marcy's P.O.VThe minute he drops me on his bed, his hands divert to my clothes and he quickly sheds the clothing one by one till I'm butt naked. I reach up and pull him close, needing the taste of his lips. His tongue invades my mouth and he lets out a groan as bites, teases, and pleasures my lips with his kisses. "More Kyle." I moan and feel his hands on my breasts, squeezing and pinching my nipples, driving me insane as I find myself screaming with passion. His foreplay is torture. His heated mouth is on my right nipple and he suckles it without pity, almost aggressively while his other hand is on my left nipple. "Kyle!!" I'm screaming as I feel his fingers on my wetness, teasing and sliding up and down. Then a finger slips inside me. "So fucking wet." He groans, moving his finger, and his mouth switches to my other nipple.&

"The one superficial thing I believe in is Bigfoot." I say and sip my beer as Mr. Robinson makes an exaggerated choking sound. "What?!" He says and I burst into laughter at the look on his face. "You're kidding." He says, toying with his chopsticks and I just shake my head. "You get to believe in the loch ness monster, so I get to believe in Bigfoot." I say and he frowns at me.  "I don't believe in the loch ness monster, I just don't doubt that there is a possible underwater sea creature." He says and I nudge him with my feet thanks to our sitting position.We are both on the couch, with the spare blanket draped over our bodies and sitting opposite each other.So my leg is pressed up to his side and his legs are pressed up to mine.How we ended up here is still a mystery. One minute I'm paying for the food while he is getting beer from the fridge, the next minute we