The Affair

By J.C. Valentine

While the husband is away, the wife will play…

Bradley is a good man. He's loyal and loving and a great husband and father. But the spice is gone from our marriage. It's time to liven things up a bit.

I'm done being good. Done following the rules. I've spent half my life playing wife, mother, chauffeur, and maid. Now, it's time to play the vixen. It's time to reclaim the woman I used to be—the woman I was always meant to be. It's time to shake things up.


Warning: This book is short and filled with dirty, steamy sex. It's going to speak to your adventurous side, the side of you that craves a fantasy. So, of you've ever wondered what if, then this is the book for you. It requires an open mind, so read it till the end. You won't be sorry.

• Language: English
• Publisher: J.C. Valentine
• Release date: Dec 13, 2016
• ISBN: 9781540178473

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Acknowledgements

For my children: You’re the best thing to ever happen to me. You make every day brighter than the last. Everything I do is for you <3

As always, thank you to my editor, Mitzi, for making my stories shine and for being a wonderful friend! For my PA, Mia, for having not run the other way yet lol. Everything you do for me is noticed and appreciated more than words can ever express. Everything.

Finally, to you, dear readers, for reading. Whether you have been on board since the beginning with the Night Calls Series, or are new to my work, know that I cherish you. I couldn’t be where I am now without you. You give me the courage and drive to create these stories with your wonderful and kind words. I am always thrilled to hear your thoughts, and your feedback is important, so I hope you will consider leaving a review on Amazon, Goodreads, and/or your other preferred retailer sites. Xoxoxox

ONE

I’ve never done anything like this before. Me, a married woman with kids, sitting alone in a hotel bar drinking cheap, bubbly champagne from a fluted glass.

The last time I had champagne was at my wedding twelve years ago. I was younger then, able to stay up past midnight without looking like something death ran over. I had a better body then, too. No stretch marks. Tight stomach. Twenty pounds lighter. My boobs were fantastic, too, defying the laws of gravity. Certainly no need for the uncomfortable underwire pushup from Victoria’s Secret to make them look good.

But I digress.

I’ve never deliberately sat in a bar waiting for someone to notice me. A nice someone. Someone with dark, kind eyes that hold an edge of danger. Someone that lights that fire in my belly from just a look, the barest touch.

After popping out two kids and spending the last seven and a half years running endless errands and performing maid duties in exchange for a weekly romance novel stipend and the occasional functional haircut when time allows, I’ve missed that feeling. You know the one—excitement, flare, burning desire. I’m at the point in my life where I need to reclaim a part of myself. That part that needs to be reminded she’s still a woman. A woman with needs. With desires. With dreams and passions and a zest for life.

That’s why I’m here tonight. While my children play gin rummy and eat far too many sweets with my in-laws, I’m on a mission to rediscover the vibrant, sexy, confident woman I used to be.

Gone are the pajama pants and loose fitting tops. Gone are the haphazard buns and pasty, freckled skin. It’s all been replaced. My mask of carefully applied makeup, artfully designed hair done up in a modern Fifties-Era style, costume jewelry, and shaper wear under a body-hugging little black dress are all in place and ready to kill.

My wedding ring—a plain gold band—catches the light as I lift the glass to my lips. Bradley is a good man, a great husband, and an even better father. But we’ve lost that spark, the one that first drew us together back when we were barely adults, fresh out of high school.

He was in a band then. Super sexy with his long, shaggy hair and a deep, gravelly voice that turned my brain to mush and my insides into an inferno. We were electric together. Then life and responsibilities happened and...well...here