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“Repeatedly.” Jacob grinned.

“You’re talking about having an affair.” Melanie stared at him, not sure what to think.

“Is what we’ve done together so far nice?”

She glanced down, picked at a knotted thread on her linen top. “I’m not sure I’d call it nice.”

“Then call it not-so-nice. But not-so-nice in a way that it’s so hot, so tight, so—” Jacob clenched one hand into a solid fist “—so genuinely real that even if you do go back to the way things were before, nothing will seem the same.”

Melanie looked into his eyes, listened to his voice, loving every second of what he was making her feel. Never in her life had she felt this sort of connection that went far beyond anything she’d ever thought of as sexual. This, this…untamed sense of being ruled by her body instead of the mind, the intellect she’d cultivated all her life. What was wrong with her?

He wanted to continue what they’d started. He wanted to call it an affair.

She said the only thing she could, a very simple “Yes.”