The Boyfriend Gift From My Husband
Briken Coltmy husband's mistress invited me to coffee after getting pregnanthusband's sex tape on display at our weddingmarried for conveniencemy stepsister stole my groom
Turning toward me, his expression was unreadable.
There was resistance in his eyes, but also a flicker of anticipation. If I took that paper, we'd practically kiss.
Disgusting.
The piece of tissue passed from his mouth would be barely the size of a thumbnail.
If Tom wanted to keep the game going, he'd practically have to kiss me.
How was I supposed to play that?
Then I noticed a phone camera pointed at me. Someone was trying to film me kissing both men—to spread it around, probably. Paint me as the wild wife gone rogue.