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DEX HAD TAKEN TO texting her. She had no idea why, but the short, sexy, sometimes funny texts were getting to be a bad habit. Of course, it would be rude not to respond, so they began exchanging increasingly steamy messages.

Every time I see a takeout container I get hard, he texted.

She shut her phone and tried to ignore the surge of lust his words invoked. After her next appointment, she texted back: I can still feel your lips on my nipple.

The texts continued in this manner until she got one that puzzled her. Have dinner with me Friday night.

That’s not sexy, she texted back.

Trust me, it will be.

She laughed aloud from the parking lot where she’d picked up the message. Replied, I don’t trust you.

Hardly a minute had gone by when she had her reply. I know.

Even though a text message couldn’t have a tone, she felt sadness coming from the words. As she looked at her phone, wondering how to reply, it rang.

“Hey,” he said.

“Hey.”

“So, dinner on Friday night is with the building owners and their wives. What do you say?”

“I’m not your wife anymore.”

“I know. But you’re a beautiful, interesting woman and I’d enjoy your company. Then, after dinner, we’ll head to my hotel room and I’ll demonstrate how much I’ve missed you.”

I’ve missed you, too, she wanted to say. Instead she managed, “I think I can make it.”

“Thanks. See you Friday.”

SHE’D NEVER LOOKED MORE GORGEOUS, Dex thought as he escorted Karen into the restaurant. In her simple black dress, she somehow managed to appear both elegant and sexy at the same time.

He’d loved her sexiness when he’d first met her but he liked looking at her even more now she was a little older. He liked her confidence and the tiny lines at the edges of her eyes. They lured him in.

She was still a great corporate wife, too, he thought, watching her charm the building owners and make friends with their wives. What could have been a boring business dinner ended up being so much fun that everyone exchanged hugs at the end.

As they walked away making the short stroll to his hotel in overcoats and gloves, he said, “Thanks, that was more fun than I expected.”

She squeezed his hand through their two gloves. “Thank you. Louise has a niece getting married next year. I schmoozed.”

He laughed down at her. Her face was alive, her cheeks pink with cold, her eyes sparkling. He couldn’t help himself, he leaned over and kissed her full lips.

Her hand slipped up to his shoulder. “What was that for?”

“Schmoozing, smooching, I get confused.”

“Come on, walk faster.”

“You cold?”

“No. I want to get naked with you, and fast.”

“That’s my girl,” he said, pulling her along the pavement at top speed. If he hadn’t been staying on the seventeenth floor he’d have run for the stairs. As it was, the time spent waiting for the elevator was agony. Once the car came and they were inside and alone, he pulled her to him, kissing her hungrily, pulling off his gloves and slipping his hands inside her coat to feel her up.

She giggled, but slipped off her gloves to do some exploring of her own.

By the time they reached his room they were both panting. His hands were unsteady as they pulled off her coat, her dress.

When he saw her underwear he nearly expired. Under that classy dress she had the sexiest, barely-there black wisps of nothing that he’d ever seen.

He had them off in no time. She pulled back the covers and slid into bed, watching with frank enjoyment as he ripped his own clothes off and then rolled into bed. And paradise.

“GOOD THING we slept over at the hotel,” Dex said next morning as they got ready to go down to the restaurant just off the lobby for a late breakfast.

“Why?” Karen asked.

“I don’t have to worry about a certain CPA showing up this morning and forcing a showdown.”

“Very amusing. To be honest with you, I think he dumped me for my cake decorator.”

“Wow. She must be hot.”

She swatted him and then gave him a shove that sent him sprawling. Luckily he’d had the forethought to grab her on the way down so they bounced onto the mattress together, still damp from the shower, still hungry for each other.

At some point, he knew they’d have to face up to what they were doing, but right now he was so happy to have her back in his life that he didn’t want to go there. Having that sweet, willing body back in his bed was enough.

For now.

“Dex,” she said, in a sexy, breathless tone, as she unbelted her robe.

He suspected breakfast would be late. And it would be room service.