I thought I was just going next door for drinks. Six months of simmering tension with Elena and Julian exploded the moment I stepped inside. By the time they led me downstairs, I was already shaking with need — and they hadn’t even touched me yet.
What started as innocent flirting over lattes turned into something electric the moment he locked the café door. One slow, passionate kiss against the counter — and suddenly our quiet café romance was burning hotter than the espresso machine.
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It had been a long week. I was forty-four, married, and feeling the weight of an empty house while my husband was away on another extended business trip. My stepson,…
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