Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Outside, autumn rain drifted down in gentle sheets.

The raindrops drummed against the window, composing a soft, beautiful symphony.

Inside, the atmosphere grew warm and intimate.

Though Timothy hadn't crossed any lines with Sheila, her mind was already

spinning with anticipation.

Being this close to him, feeling the heat radiate from his body, his skin pressed to hers-it set her heart aflame.

His masculine scent enveloped her completely.

Timothy pressed his forehead to Sheila's with almost unbearable tenderness, his voice a low murmur. "Jessy..."

Sheila's anger flared. So, Jessica really was all he cared about.

"Be good from now on, alright? No more fussing," he whispered, loosening his tie, revealing the sharp line of his throat.

Sheila knew perfectly well that Timothy's heart belonged to Jessica.

She'd even started using the same shampoo and perfume as Jessica, hoping he wouldn't notice any difference when she was near, saying nothing at all when she entered the room.

But knowing he spoiled Jessica so much, even his voice turning soft and seductive just for her, made Sheila burn with jealousy.

only made Sheila more determined not to let

the dark

pushed him

own tongue bloody rather

liked forcing her-not until Jessica

That, in itself, was enough

cupped her face in his hands, his thumb stroking her

with me tonight, will

just above

the door

Sallie barged in.

at the sight of Timothy

wide, she froze for a heartbeat, then stormed over.

Sallie grabbed Timothy by the collar and hauled him upright, slapping him hard across the face. "Have you lost your mind? Do you even know what

Timothy's arm, shrinking behind him for

sting of Sallie's slap snapped Timothy out of his

every time he got close to

frustration. Being caught like

frustauld mortify Jessica. He

closer, glaring. "What are you

yanked Sheila away from Timothy's