Page 111 of Lethal Attraction

Bailey sighs. “Thanks, Lox, but it isn’t his dick that’s the problem. The sex is fine—”

“Oh, boo!” Addison cups her hands around her mouth. “No one wants ‘just fine’ dick.”

I reach over, pinching my sister-in-law’s lips between my fingers. “Continue.”

“It’s the spark!” Bailey exclaims as she throws her hands up. “We lost it somewhere along the way…”

Taryn shifts on the couch, tossing her arm around Emma’s shoulder. “May I suggest something? Just from a healthcare standpoint.”

Everyone goes quiet.

“Have you tried different things in the bedroom? Sex is one of the most intimate aspects of relationships. Sometimes changing things up can open your eyes and refresh things a little.”

“Like what?” Bailey asks.

Emma smirks. “Roleplay, bondage, maybe a little degradation. Something to get the blood pumping. You can tie him up, or he could tie you up. The possibilities are endless.”

“Reed loves when I tie him up,” I say out loud before I can stop myself.

Taryn’s eyes saucer. “What?”

“It’s definitely worth a shot if it will save my marriage before I even walk the aisle,” Bailey says contemplatively. “Thanks, T.”

“No problem,” the doctor waves.

Loxley sighs before reaching her hands out to me. “Help me up, please.”

“Come on, preggo,” I muse as I pull her up. “I need a refill. Does anyone else need something from the kitchen?”

Addison lifts her hand. “Another martini, please?”

“You got it.”

Loxley waddles in front of me, and it’s hard not to laugh at her.

“I can hear you back there,” she calls.

I roll my lips in as we make it to the kitchen. I begin fixing our drinks when I sense my sister-in-law’s eyes on my back. “What’s up?”

She wraps her arms around me from behind, giving me a squeeze as her belly presses into my spine. “Sorry. Hugs are awkward right now.”

“What’s this for?”

She pulls back, her expression softening. “I’m glad you’re okay. And I’m so happy for you. Reed makes you glow.”

The breath skates past my parted lips as all mirth fades. “I-I really like him.”

She smiles that same smile that’s always reminded me of what another is supposed to be—warm, caring, and gentle. “It’s okay if you feel a little more strongly than like for him, you know?” She brushes my hair behind my ear as I swallow. “I see the way you look at him. It’s the same way I look at your brother.”

“Eww,” I whisper as my bottom lip wobbles.

She tilts her head knowingly. “Talk to me, Thal.”

Everything sinks—my heart, my shoulders, the strength I thought I had. “I don’t deserve him.”

She shakes her head. “And what makes you think you don’t? He’s completely smitten by you.”

I press the heel of my hand into my eye, banishing my tears the best I can. “Mom. She messed me up so bad…”