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Wray was not a fool. He knew it would kill him in the morning if she pretended nothing happened and if things went back to the way they were, but he would regret it for the rest of his life if he rejected his wife and never had another chance to be with her. How he felt didn’t matter in that moment. All that mattered was Stacey.
He took a step toward her, watching her face as she realized he was agreeing. Relief sagged her shoulders and eased her entire body. When he stepped into her personal space, she eased her hands up his chest and around his neck, tilting her head to accept his kiss.
Being together was as natural as breathing. She knew his moves, and he knew hers. It was familiar and comfortable and everything s*x should be with the person you love. Wray didn’t have to think abou
