“Are you sure about this, Elena?” Marcus asked, gripping the steering wheel a little tighter as their rental car wound along the palm-lined road toward the resort entrance.
Elena turned to look at him, her long auburn hair catching the golden Caribbean sunlight streaming through the window. At thirty-one, she was still the most beautiful woman he had ever seen with soft curves, warm brown eyes, and a smile that could light up a room. But lately, that smile had been missing.
“We said we wanted to try something new,” she replied softly, reaching over to rest her hand on his thigh. “Our s*x life has been… safe. Comfortable. I love you, Marcus, but I feel like we’re both fading a little. This resort came highly recommended by Sarah and her husband. They said it saved their marriage.”
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