She was eighteen. She was his wife's sister. And she knew exactly what she was doing. When Mei shows up at Marcus's apartment with two bags and a polite smile, he barely notices her. He's got a Bloomberg terminal, a Thursday pitch, and a wife who fills every room she walks into. Mei is just passing through. Then she reached up for the mug. What follows is twenty feet of hallway, a door left open by two inches, and a slow unraveling Marcus can't stop and stops trying to stop.
Mei is long legs and dark eyes and golden skin and she knows he's watching - she has always known - and she is not going to make it easy for him or herself. Her Sister Left The Door Open is an explicit, first-person erotic novel about a married man, the forbidden woman staying in his guest room, and every line that gets crossed between an unlocked office door and a cracked bedroom door at midnight.
She didn't leave it open by accident.
She was eighteen. She was his wife's sister. And she knew exactly what she was doing. When Mei shows up at Marcus's apartment with two bags and a polite smile, he barely notices her. He's got a Bloomberg terminal, a Thursday pitch, and a wife who fills every room she walks into. Mei is just passing through. Then she reached up for the mug. What follows is twenty feet of hallway, a door left open by two inches, and a slow unraveling Marcus can't stop and stops trying to stop.
Mei is long legs and dark eyes and golden skin and she knows he's watching - she has always known - and she is not going to make it easy for him or herself. Her Sister Left The Door Open is an explicit, first-person erotic novel about a married man, the forbidden woman staying in his guest room, and every line that gets crossed between an unlocked office door and a cracked bedroom door at midnight.
She didn't leave it open by accident.