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with her? Would they be able to rekindle the fire that had almost died out? She swallowed hard. God, she wanted Harry to love her like that! It was too fucking bad that a woman couldn’t have two men in her life. One for cuddling and talking and understanding why you were crying, and one to fuck your brains out and keep you hot and happy.
    She could see that Harry wasn’t home from bowling yet. He wouldn’t get home until after one. She bit her lip and hurried into the house, feeling guilty for cheating on her husband. There was no excuse for what she’d done tonight. She ignored the little voice in the back of her mind that screamed at her, “Yes there is an excuse, lamebrain, and you deserve better than Harry is giving you!” It was too dangerous to listen. Because Harry deserved better than she'd given him, too...
    She moved around the house mechanically, cleaning up the mess he’d left in the kitchen from the meal he’d fixed himself before leaving for the bowling alley, keeping her mind occupied to avoid thinking of the hurt in his eyes if he ever found out. She had to make certain he never did. Her thoughts returned to those last moments in Josh’s strong arms. How right it had felt.
    How damned wrong it had been!
    Krissa and Jim had come home at half past eleven, and the way her friend had grinned at her had made her blush. She and Josh had been casually sitting on the sofa, eating popcorn and pretending to watch the rented movie when Jim opened the front door, making unnecessarily loud noises, just in case. They’d all talked in a friendly, casual way for half an hour, and then Josh had walked her out to her car.
    “Jim is waiting for a play-by-play. You want me to tell him nothing happened?” Josh’s eyes held hers.
    “What do you mean, a ‘play-by-play’?” she’d asked breathlessly.
    “You know he’s had the hots for you since before he married Krissa? They did tell you they swap and do three-ways sometimes, didn’t they?” His lips brushed her temple, sending a shiver through her.
    “Yeah. Kris told me. I was pretty shocked.” Haley inhaled slowly.
    “I’m glad. If I thought you were hot for Jim, I think I would make my sister a widow…”
    Haley had drawn a shaky breath, not knowing exactly what she’d wanted to say. “You know, Josh,” she’d chewed her lower lip hesitantly for a long moment, “I don’t do stuff like this. I mean—I have never once in my ten years of being married ever done something so—so…” She’d faltered to a halt, her cheeks red in the moonlight.
    ”Are you trying to say goodbye?” he’d rasped, his eyes intense.
    She had nodded jerkily, and he had dragged her close, burying his face in her hair. He’d held her for a long time, before he loosened his grip and kissed her hungrily. “This doesn’t have to be goodbye, Hale. We can make this work. I don’t begrudge Harry a damned thing, but I can’t let you just walk away.”
    Josh had swallowed hard. He’d drawn a deep breath and said carefully, “I won’t tell Jim anything. Okay? Nothing happened. We had fun talking and watching old movies. That’s it. But please— please—please don’t say I can’t see you again. Because I’ve wanted this—you—for so fucking long. I don’t think I can keep breathing without seeing you just once more—just once?”
    And she had stared up into those gorgeous blue eyes and agreed to meet him— just one more time.
    She had promised to meet Josh on Sunday night. But instead of meeting at Krissa’s place, she would meet him at the hotel room he’d rented when he got into town. It was small, he’d said, but private. And they could spend some quality time without worrying about his sister and brother-in-law interrupting them.
    Yes, she had agreed to do that, but could she follow through with it?

Chapter Four
     
    She was in bed by the time Harry got home, and she listened to him creeping quietly through the house, not wanting to wake her, believing