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“You can't expect me to be all over my girl to prove a point. I'm more mature than that.” Jessica snorts. “It's not about maturity. It's something you can't help.” Lucian blushes. “What do you count as chemistry?” I asked, narrowing my eyes at her. She narrows her eyes back at me. “Something more than what you are doing. It's been fifteen minutes and you both didn't exchange glances, didn't laugh while staring at each other, and didn't whisper affectionately to each other.” She sighs dramatically. “There are things lovers do even without intentionally intending to rub their relationship in our faces.”

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came my reply and I walked over to where she was standing and held out my arms for a hug, she fell into my arms and started to cry. After a couple of minutes with her head resting on my chest she started to speak "I have been so mean to you and the reason is that I love John and I was getting confused and upset about it, John is my husband but he never made me feel as alive as you do. I have told John that I have been sleeping with you and to my surprise he said that he already knew and is happy as long as I am. He is happy for you to share my bed once week, I also won't ask that you remain exclusive as I cannot give you love but I will not loan you out as my cock for hire. "

Before he could decide, his attention was completely diverted by a livestream from someone's phone nearby. In the livestream was a magnificent wedding far more luxurious than his. Olivia softly called out to him, but Shawn, as if hypnotized, stared fixedly at the livestream. His sense of unease grew stronger and made his knees weak. It wasn't until he saw the familiar, stunning bride on the screen that he lost control. Anna loved him more than anything in the world! Shawn shook his head, unable to believe that she was marrying someone else. He must have been mistaken.

We’d talk late into the night, sipping bourbon by the fireplace, like two men trying to understand life before it ended. One night, after a few too many drinks, I asked him, “You ever been in love?” He smiled like he’d seen a ghost. “I think I have.” I laughed. “Good. Don’t lose it. Ever. I lost mine. And I’ve never recovered.” He leaned closer, genuinely curious. “What happened?” I stared into the fire. “She was. everything. Wild and soft. Brave and complicated. We made vows, blood ones.” My voice cracked. “I let her go because I was a coward in a world built on control. But I never stopped dreaming about her. Every damn night. I see her eyes.”

“Ah, thank you.” Once he left, I opened the box. Inside was a small pocket-sized book. “How to Make a Woman Fall in Love Using the 5 Love Languages.” Interesting. I flipped to the first chapter and read aloud: “Step One: Show interest. Ask about her hobbies, passions, or things she enjoys doing. If she’s hesitant to share, ask someone close to her—or observe what brings her joy. Once you learn her interests, spend quality time doing those things together. This will show her that you genuinely care.”

I walked him to the door in just the T-shirt, kissed him slow and sweet, and watched the elevator close behind him. Then I went back to the bedroom, picked up the credit card, and turned it over in my fingers. Heavy. Expensive. Mine now. I sat on the bed and opened my laptop. I searched for the best OB-GYNs in the city, the ones with private entrances and celebrity clients. I bookmarked a few. Then I opened another tab and looked up how to make a man leave his wife. Not the trashy forum stuff. Real articles. Psychology sites. The slow ways it happened.

Each movement was unhurried, teasing, as he drew closer, letting the anticipation build until it was almost unbearable. When he finally entered me, it wasn’t rushed. It was controlled and deliberate, as if he wanted to savor every reaction he elicited from me. “Ace,” a broken moan slipped from my lips as my body trembled beneath him. Damn it—I had never felt anything like this before. The sensation was overwhelming, almost too much to hold onto. “I love it,” I breathed, the words spilling out, raw and unfiltered. Ace pulled his tongue back briefly, his eyes dark with need, then drove forward again with force, making me cry out. “Yes… just like that,” I gasped, my body trembling under him.

They talked about their feelings for each other, and they Both confessed that they were falling in love. As the night went on, they made love again, this time in the hot tub. They were both so passionate and in love, and they couldn't get enough of each other. The rest of their weekend vacation was filled with more romantic moments, more exploration, and more love. They went on hikes, visited local markets, and even went parasailing. But the best moments were the ones they spent together, talking, laughing, and making love.