Layla's heels click-clacked over the hardwood floors of her living room as she hurried to the front door.

She stopped in front of the hallway mirror, ducking her head in order to fix her thick brown waves.

For a second, she wondered if the lip gloss was too much, but it was too late to change it now.

When she opened the door, she felt her usual rush of longing for Theo.

He looked so sexy there in his brown delivery uniform,

his thick forearms offering her the package. His sandy blonde hair was tousled, and two dimples

appeared on his cheeks as Theo smiled. Delivery for Layla? He said, phrasing it like a question, even though he already

knew who she was. He had been here at least 15 times in the last two months. It was lucky that

Layla's husband, Vincent, didn't keep track of what she ordered, because surely

it seemed suspicious at this point.

"'Oh, just the one today?' said Layla, biting her bottom lip.

"'Are you sure there isn't something else?'

As she spoke, she leaned in and began to tease her fingers

over the front of Theo's chest. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he swallowed.

With a sudden inhale, Theo allowed Lela to pull him inside the front door.

She instantly began to undo the buttons of his uniform.

They always had to hurry due to Theo's job.

He had to finish his delivery route by the end of the day.

And your husband?

said Theo, saying the word husband in a quieter tone, isn't coming home early?

One week ago, they had a close call that ended with Theo having to escape out the back door.

Layla shook her head. No, we're good. She began to kiss his

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