“Get out! Go! I don’t want to see you again!”

Madeline pushed the man out while in a daze and closed the door behind him.

Leaning against the door, she took a deep breath and looked downward, realizing that her shirt had been unbuttoned.

Who knew what would have happened between them if she had not slapped him.

Her rationality seemed to have been devoured by his kisses and quiet apologies.

Madeline gripped her open collar in relief that she had not given in to the man again.

…

Mad