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My husband came home late from work. Tucked into the collar of his jacket was a pink thong that didn't belong to me. He didn't know it was there. I didn't tell him. The next morning, he put the same jacket on and left for work as if nothing had happened. The only difference? I'd pulled that thong out just enough for everyone to see. He wanted to play dirty? Fine. Let's let the whole world get a look. **************** Chapter One Thursday, October 5th, Honey & Riley's Apartment 8:07pm Honey dragged herself up the last few stairs to her apartment, briefcase in one hand, takeout in the other. The day had been exhausting and her back ached from hunching over spreadsheets for nine hours straight, and her eyes burned from staring at financial projections until the numbers blurred together. All to prepare Grayson Taylor's Boston presentation. She wasn't one to leave things to the last minute, but they had only sent her the numbers this morning, giving her little time to confirm everything and give her detailed report to Grayson. "The man couldn't even say, 'thank you,'" she muttered, fumbling with her keys. Not that she'd stuck around long enough to hear if he would. The moment she'd emailed the completed files; she'd bolted from the office before he could find another impossible task for her to complete. She didn't think he would, but she just hadn't taken the chance. The apartment was silent when she entered…no surprise there. Riley had texted earlier: Partner dinner tonight. Don't wait up. There had been a heap of late nights lately… client dinners and paperwork to complete for the meeting the next day. Honey kicked off her sensible pumps, letting them fall where they may. The clock on the wall read 8:07 PM. She sighed, knowing she should be grateful for the quiet evening ahead. Just her, some Thai food, and maybe some mindless TV. She peeled off her work blazer… a drab, oversized one that helped maintain her "Joy Smith" work persona, and tossed it onto the kitchen coun
