It really was what we never had… At least, that’s what I kept feeling. In all our years as secret lovers, we’d never had an uninterrupted night together. It was intense and passionate… yet somehow, it felt completely natural. And it felt earned. During the four-hour drive home, I kept replaying the night… the morning… over and over. Especially the end. Me stepping into that steamy shower… taking her in for a second before...

Once the adrenaline and panic of nearly being discovered faded, a tinge of anger crept in. Not at Abby, but at the situation. We were so close, but I guess it's a good thing we didn't get started on round two. That would have been horrible, especially for Abby. I really should have tried to get her out. Get her to a more neutral location. But damn, I couldn't help myself when it came to her. This insatiable need to be wit...