Molly pulled out her compact and looked at her sandy blonde waves, fluffing them with her hand.

She held the mirror closer and made sure her lipstick wasn't smudged.

Although she didn't know why she bothered. Her lipstick

disappeared quickly when she was with Marco. He walked into the restaurant, looking as handsome

as ever. His dark hair slicked back. He was dressed sharply in a gray button-up and skinny black pants.

Molly still felt such a surge of desire every time she saw him.

She had no idea how she got so lucky, finding this haughty, who was twenty years younger than her.

Hey, baby, he said, giving her a kiss on the cheek before sitting across the table from her.

You look incredible.

So do you, said Molly, beaming.

They ordered enough tapas to feed a small village and shared a bottle of wine. Molly felt like this was the life she was meant to have right now. She was divorced. Her kids were away at college, and she had her evenings free. There was plenty of time for luxury and leisure now. I have a surprise for you, said Marco, looking excited as they stepped out of the restaurant.

I hope you like it. Molly was confused, but thrilled by this confession. She was stunned as Marco

handed her an overnight bag, filled with clothes and toiletries.

"'A where?' what?' asked Molly, laughing dizzily.

Inside the cab that Marco called for them, he slid his hand onto Molly's thigh and slowly

moved it upwards, until it was underneath her black dress.

Her breath stopped momentarily when she looked into Marco's deep brown eyes. She saw that they

were dark with desire. He never failed to make her feel sexy. The surprise ended up being a

beautiful luxury Airbnb on the outskirts of the city. It had glass walls

that overlooked everything, and the decor and furniture were sleek and expensive. It was the nicest place

Molly had ever stayed. "'Marco!'

Molly breathed as he wrapped her up in his arms, after they took the grand tour.

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