by Berlin Wick (Author)
Creating our fantasy jars filled with love notes of our secret desires was a way to revive the monotonous routine that had become our marriage.
But pulling that little piece of paper with my husband's most desired secret was a shock I wasn't prepared for.
I never knew that he was a voyeur.
I didn't realize he had a hunger to witness another man give me pleasure.
And I had no idea I would like it as much as I did.
Meeting the perfect man to fulfill this desire was easy.
Having him take me in the corner of a dark club while my husband watched was surprisingly simple.
Running into the sexy stranger the next day at a new client meeting, extremely problematic.
Especially because I never told him I was married. Especially because a desire still burns for both him and for my husband. And the secrets we hide could destroy us all.