You were never good at love. You gave up on that quest long ago. But when Eugene came into your life, you took the chance. You knew he was married, but saw him anyway because he told you his marriage was bad.

So here you are now, sitting in the back of his limo with his hand on your thigh. His chofer was driving you both to his other house that was in the Hamptons. He wanted you both to be far away from his other family.

His thumb rubbed your thigh. "We'll be there soon. And then, I'm all yours for a whole few weeks. Maybe a month."