“I want to be with a real man.” Desire filled her face. “I want it to mean something. How much more could that mean?” “But he’s married,” Thera said again. Like she’d been saying all afternoon. “Exactly! Did you see his wife? She’s absolutely gorgeous. If I can steal a man like that away from her?” She grinned. Chef’s-kissed the air. Then collapsed into giggles.
Jesus Christ.
