His Ex-wife Secret Lover
His secretary led me in, and the moment he looked up from his desk, his expression shifted.
“Well, well…” he said with a slow grin, rising from his chair. “Margaret? Is that really you?”
I smiled warmly, opening my arms. “Malcolm.”
We hugged friendly, but long enough to hint at something more.
“You look… absolutely stunning,” he said, stepping back to take me in. “It’s been what, five, six years?”
“Closer to seven,” I said with a light laugh. “But who’s counting?”
“Apparently I should’ve been,” he replied, his eyes sliding down my legs. “What brings you here, out of the blue?”
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