Undertow

In some ways, I was ordinary. Waking up in bed with Paul, our life filled with sandy toes and tan lines. I stocked books during the day and danced with him to Bob Marley at night.In other ways, I was unordinary. I'd dust off the sand and step into Stewart's limousine. Zip up my evening gown and slide into my other life. Champagne and maid service. Quickies in between board meetings.My life was a tide, pulling me back and forth between the two men. Soothing. Peaceful.Then the undertow came, pulling my lives together, my men colliding, my breath shortening, arms flailing against the current, my heart breaking in its strength.I should have known it would never work out.*This story was originally published in 2013 under the title Sex Love Repeat. It was a 7x Book of the Year nominee and a USA Today Bestseller. This keeps the same storyline.*