The Choice
His lips pressed against hers, smooth and warm. His breath caught hers as he pulled her toward him, his right hand rested on the small of her back. She felt a tremor surge through her. This was not her husband.
His lips pressed against hers, smooth and warm. His breath caught hers as he pulled her toward him, his right hand rested on the small of her back. She felt a tremor surge through her. This was not her husband.