LiamShe froze. Every muscle in her body locked up. She blinked at me like the words hadn’t quite reached her brain yet, while I kept that slow, sheepish smile plastered on my face.“Wait… I don’t understand,” she said, eyes searching mine for any sign I was messing with her.I pushed up from the chair, circled the desk, and walked right up to where she stood, stunned. Hands in my pockets, I looked her dead in the eyes.“The woman I’m seeing,” I said slowly, clearly this time, “the one who makes me come… is none other than Mrs. Claire Anthony. Mr. Ian Anthony’s wife.”She took a small step back, but the disbelief was still all over her face. A short, shaky laugh escaped her.“You’re joking, right?” she said. “I know you, Liam. Older women don’t do it for you.”I nodded once. “You’re absolutely right about that, Pattie. But this older woman? She’s different.” I took a deep breath, casual as hell. “So quit torturing yourself trying to figure out who I’m sleeping with.”Her gaze dropped
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