As she was drying her hair, she sighed. ‘This is crazy,’ she thought. ‘Why do I always feel a need to see him, to… to touch him? You can’t do that to him. You know how much you care about his wife, his family…you are a good person, you’re not a marriage shatterer like the one who ruined yours.’ She shuddered, remembering the feeling of being on the other end of that. It’s hard for her to get him out of her head. Now, afte...

The air was filled with the sharpness of perfume, and that perfume brought Brian instantly to full alert. ‘She’s here again,’ he thought. 'This time, Geneveve will have a stay she will never forget.' Brian loved her name; it was so unique and different, just like her. Rather exotic in a way. Brian worked on staff in the Renaissance Hotel, downtown Chicago. Geneveve was a fairly regular patron, as she had to work with some...