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her!!” I screamed as I smacked the back of his head. Maverick and I had always been quite civilized and neither of us had ever laid a hand on the other, but he was out of control and clearly required being brought back to his senses in a physical way.
    Like an animal fighting for its food, Maverick bared his teeth at me. “I told her I’d pay cash for an extra hour. You’re fucking with the vibe, Cori. Are you going to join us or just stand there and watch?” he snarled, practically frothing at the mouth.
    To witness my husband reveal such a primitive side of his nature was startling. I shuddered as I took several steps backward. “You know I’m not into that shit.” My lip was turned up in disdain.
    â€œYou hired Katya so she could show me a good time, right?”
    I nodded.
    Katya twisted to her side and stared at me, waiting for my response. Seeing her face in person was unsettling. Those close-set eyes of hers weren’t the true-blue they’d seemed in her photo on the website. Not that it mattered, but it seemed rather misleading that she was touted as having ice-blue eyes when they were actually a grayish-blue. And they were frighteningly close together, not attractive at all. For some odd reason her eyes reminded me of those of a Siberian husky. I hated those dogs. And I hated Katya.
    â€œCori, if you’re not going to join in, would it be okay if Katya and I had some privacy?” Maverick asked in a pleasant tone.
    It was a reasonable request, I supposed, but I felt like I was in an altered state of reality as I awkwardly left the room. At first I stood outside the door, wondering what the hell had just happened. Then I started debating whether or not I should go grab a knife from the kitchen and go back in the bedroom and start slashing up both their asses.
    I made my way to the kitchen, but instead of picking up a sharp knife, I ended up leaning against the island, swilling organic wine straight from the bottle. When the wine didn’t calm my nerves, I started working on the plate of chick pea salad and creamy avocado spaghetti squash that Tamara had set aside for me.
    There was a terrific punch of flavor in the meal, but I couldn’t enjoy it. Not with Maverick committing adultery right down the hall. I dropped my fork on the plate and gazed longingly at the knife block on the counter. Though stabbing Maverick in the heart was tempting, I had too much to lose and couldn’t allow myself the pleasure of murdering my husband.
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    The next morning I awoke to the feeling of Maverick’s hard body pressed against mine, blanketing me with his heat. With anarm wrapped around my waist, he had molded himself to my spine. His hot hands roamed my body; his fingers seared my skin. Adrenaline flooded through me and I became wet. But when I opened my eyes and realized we were in the guestroom, I remembered the travesty of last night, and I jabbed him in the ribs with my elbow.
    â€œDon’t fucking touch me! I was forced to sleep in the guestroom, and you have a lot of nerve crawling in bed with me,” I hissed with my back turned to him.
    â€œWhy’re you so upset? You hired that escort, not me.”
    â€œWe were supposed to have a threesome, Mav! But I had to work late. I had the shittiest, most grueling day, ever…and then I had to come home to more bullshit.”
    â€œBut it was your idea. You set the whole thing up.”
    â€œIf you had listened to any of the messages I left, you would have heard me tell you to tip the damn hooker and send her on her way. I planned to reschedule at a later date when we could all have fun together.”
    â€œMy bad.” He massaged the back of my neck, trying to get me in the mood, but my body stiffened. “Babe,” he whispered, inching up on me from behind, pressing his hard-on into my ass. “I had a long, exhausting day at work, too. And when I finally got home,