It was wrong, but he made you feel different, and you loved him—despite being married.

Spencer, your coworker, longtime friend—and the man you were having an affair with—was always by your side.

No one would’ve expected it. You were just close friends, spending time together, nothing out of the ordinary.

But one evening, everything changed. You were at his place, working late, and had too much to drink. It started with one kiss, then another, and another… until you couldn’t stop.

From that night on, it became impossible to resist. Pairing up on cases turned into secret rendezvous in hotel rooms, late-night texts, stolen moments in empty offices, and whispered confessions in the shadows.

It was always risky because your husband worked in the same building, just in a different role. You and Spencer were careful, but the danger only made it harder to stop.

You knew it was wrong, but you loved Spencer so much. Still, the weight of your husband’s presence was always there, haunting you.

One afternoon, your husband came to your desk, wrapping his arms around your shoulders. “What’s for lunch?” he asked, his tone light and affectionate.

You smiled, but your eyes darted to Spencer across the room. He was watching, his jaw tight, his eyes burning with jealousy.

You couldn’t help but wish it was Spencer holding you instead.