Read by Michael Ferraiuolo

Tonight, I need sex like a fish needs water. I am not going to die on the sand gasping for air like a suffocating koi. Enter my co-worker, Lucas. I'd never noticed he was a man who could rock my boat. I glance at my watch again. The little hands are inching up on midnight. I look around the bar. There aren't any other men left, so my eyes zero in on the lone prospect: Lucas. There is no way I am going to bed alone. I hitch up my dress to show more thigh, then drop my room key on the table. I don't look back to see if he follows…because I know he will. When the lock clicks on my hotel room door, I know I have him. My only goal: to get off, then convince him that this can only happen a single time. As he walks in the door, my gut clenches because right then I know I am going to have a hell of a time making him understand the hookup code. Lucas wants to save me. But I deserve the prison I've built for myself. Some things are unforgivable

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