chapter 3

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Staceys POV

Once at Em's house I quickly run to the bedroom. I sat on the white king size bed and sent a quick text to Rick, "Hey, I have a surprise for you.  Come meet me at your house;)xoxo"  I walk over to the massive walk in closet.  As my eyes scan Em's wardrobe I am disgusted!!! It was so boring and nothing was even close to sexy. I shift my eyes over to Rick's side and settle on a basic white t-shirt of his.  Lifting it to my nose I smell his sent and a feeling of belonging settles in my gut.  Slipping out of my clothes and into his t-shirt I feel like I am home.  In the bathroom I let my hair fall free.  I grab one of Em's spotless brushes and run it through my hair.   After placing the brush back and  applying a thick layer of kiss proof red lipstick I make my way back over to the bed. Just then my  phone dings. I glance at it, and see a message from Rick.

"On my way now!"

I lay back on the Egyptian cotton sheets and smile. He would be here any minute and I couldn't wait to tell him what I have planned.  My thoughts wander to what he would think of his wife being with Brad.  Then I think of how close we have gotten the last few months and I was confident that I was all he needed.  I think back to the most painful time in my life.  Tears fill my eyes.  Rick was the only one I was able to open up to.  I know I had Brad, but he had his own trials he was dealing with and had become so closed off.  We had both closed off.  Then there was Em.  She could have never given me the comfort I needed.  Rick had been there for me, and while doing so we seemed to grow closer and closer.  Before we knew it our connection was too hard to resist.  I'm in love with him!  I need him to know just how much.  

I continue to observe the room when my eyes focus on a picture of Em and Rick.  Guilt washes over me, and to push through it I place the photo into the drawer of Em's nightstand.  It was clear they didn't fit together.  Em needed to realize this.  Rick told me he hasn't slept with her in months.  He says he avoids her, and just keeps himself busy at work.  I know it's because of our affair.  If we hadn't gotten together would their relationship be different?  No, I can't let myself go there.  Rick has brought me back to life, and I like to think that I have done the same for him.

 My eyes go back to scanning the room.  It was so elegant with a chandelier hanging over the bed. The walls were a light cream with white trim and everything was spotless.  It was all so formal.  It was making me uncomfortable!  Just as I was about to get up and leave the room I heard the front door open.  

"Stacey, where are you?"

The minute I hear his sexy voice I could feel my body respond instantly.  My heart begins pounding faster and my breathing becomes unsteady with excitement. I could feel myself getting wet. I wanted him! "I'm in your bedroom baby." My voice was seductive and playful. I felt so alive! 

The instant Rick entered into the room his eyes scan over me. I can see the lust reflecting in his deep chocolate brown eyes.

"My shirt looks good on you!"

Standing from the bed I throw my arms around his neck. "Baby, I sent Em on vacation for a week. She won't be coming back any time soon. Its just you and me!" I pull his head down to meet mine but I could feel his resistance as he started to speak.

"Where did you send her to, and why didn't you consult me about this first?"

He was starting to get angry and I knew I had to do something quick to release the tension. "Relax baby, she's at my place for the week!  I didn't tell you because I wanted it to be a surprise, you're not upset with me are you?" I made an effort to pucker my lips in a sexy seductive way.

"What do you mean she's at your place?"

I quickly tell him the plan. He doesn't seem to like it at first. When I tell him he can change his mind any time he begins to relax, and pulls me to him. He hungrily places a passionate kiss on my lips, and lowers me down on the bed.  When we separate to take a breath Rick smiles.  

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