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“If what you want is your husband back, I have a little secret to let you in on…”

“What’s that?”

“You have to make him jealous. Like I said, men are very simple. They want to conquer. You have to show them you’re something worth conquering.”

“How do I do that?”

“You’re doing just fine I’d say.”

“Ann—”

She searches my eyes and gives me a wry smile. “Here, let me show you.”

“Ann—”

She presses her hand over my mouth. She shushes me and then she wastes no time. She goes straight for my panties—she slips one finger through them, she goes for the kill.

My heart races so I know I’m not dead. I could be close. Ann says you should always begin with the end in mind, and that’s where mine goes. But I do not ask her to stop. “Oh good,” she says, her eyes flicking upward toward mine. “Just what I was hoping for. I’m sorry. I hope you don’t mind. It’s just…I can’t help myself.”

She slides one finger inside me and then another, until I realize she’s wrong. She is helping herself, and me too. My head lulls backward, and I’m staring at the ceiling, but I see nothing. Nothing at all. Ann works her magic, and before I know it I’m coming; this is so wrong, but nothing has ever felt more right.

Just when I think she’s never going to stop and that I might never ask her to, she does. She removes her fingers and I watch as she pops them in her mouth. “For so long, Sadie,” she says, “I’ve been waiting to taste you.”

“You’ve only known me for a few weeks.”

“And I’ve shown incredible restraint waiting that long.”

She perches on her tippy toes and kisses the corner of my mouth. She tastes like me. “And that Sadie is how you seduce a person. You just take what you want. You render them defenseless, just as I

’ve done here.”

I exhale long and slow.

“Oh, and before I forget,” she says matter-of-factly then kissing me full on. She bites my lip softly, and this makes absolutely no sense, but I hope there’s more where that came from. Her expression turns serious. “I need the scoop on Luke White…anything you know…anything you can offer. I mean, I realize teachers hear things…”

With the tilt of my head I ask, “Darcy’s son, Luke?”

She nods. “That’s the one.”

“I’m just a sub…and I haven’t even been there much lately.”

“Hmmm.”

“Why?”

“Ugh. I don’t know what to do—but it has to be something. The little bastard is teasing Neil.”

“Neil?”

“Yeah—in the locker room—last week—Luke took his shoes and put them in the toilet—then he hid his clothes so he had to wear his sweaty gym uniform the rest of the day.”

“Jesus,” I say. “Kids these days…”

She takes my hand and helps me off the counter. “Yeah. And I’ve tried to talk to Darcy about it.”

“How’d that go?”

She gives me a look. “About like you can imagine. Can you believe she just turned it all back on Neil? Suggested he must have done something to deserve it?”

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