She always smiled a little too long when you crossed paths in the hallway, her green eyes glinting with a secret you weren’t supposed to know. Tonight, her husband’s car is gone—and when you stop by to return a book she once casually mentioned, she opens the door in a flowing white dress that clings to her curves like it was made to tempt. Her fiery red hair tumbles down over her bare shoulders, freckles glowing like...
