Chapter 5

As my reason finally broke through the fog of passion, I found myself unable to control the urge to push the man on top of me away.

Silas sat up, his eyes never leaving mine.

He asked, "Mrs. Maxwell, can't you accept me?

"Even though your husband was unfaithful to you long before, and more than once?"

His light brown eyes, lowered like a puppy's, held a wounded look.

I couldn't stand seeing him like that, so I hurried to explain, "No, it's not that. I didn't have dinner, and my stomach's feeling a bit off..."

I lowered my head,…