3sum Stories

It had only been a few days since that appointment at Jake’s clinic, but the rush still hadn’t faded. I thought the feeling would cool off, that I’d slip back into my good, controlled self. But before it could, another spark ignited. I was in the office restroom, smoothing down my pencil skirt in the mirror, giving myself one last check. At 38, eight years married, I still took pride in looking sharp, hair in a sleek bun,...

Chapter 22 First Taste It started with a casual study session, or that’s what Ayla thought. She sat cross-legged on Jess’s dorm bed, sweatpants riding low on her hips, oversized tee slipping off one delicate shoulder. Her hair was down this time, soft waves framing that sweet, shy face. Jess pretended to highlight notes, but her eyes kept drifting. The way Ayla bit her pen cap. The little gasps she made when she stumbled...