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beautiful woman in the world.
    â€œUm um um! Turn around,” Mike cajoled, shaking his head.
    Vonnie twisted and turned, giving him an eyeful of her full breasts, indented waist, and ample hips. Easing up to her, he slid his hands around her waist and stared into her eyes.
    â€œYou are so beautiful.”
    Vonnie blushed and waved off his compliment as she tried to twist out of his arms so she could add the final touches to her outfit. Refusing to release her, Mike pulled her back in. At first, he just stared at her with a sly smile. Vonnie looked upwards and shook her head.
    â€œI’m so into you. Even after all these years.”
    Vonnie thought her heart would stop. His words weren’t paperback romance, but they penetrated deep. Lucky wasn’t strong enough a word to describe how she felt to have a husband like Mike. Vonnie held his head between her hands and pulled him down for a kiss. Her passion poured out like lava. Then she released his tongue and planted several pecks all over his face.
    â€œAnd I’m the luckiest woman in the world. I love you, baby.”
    â€œNow let’s go.” Mike grabbed her hand and tried to lead her out. “You’re always making us late!” he teased.
    â€œWhat!” She gasped and swatted his back. “Wait. I need to get my jewelry and finish putting on my make-up.”
    â€œYou don’t need make-up, woman. I like you just like that!”
    Vonnie waved him off again and headed to the bathroom to apply a little eyeliner, mascara, and lipstick. The multi-colored platform pumps she put on served as a trendy contrast to her outfit, and the royal blue swirls strolling through them matched the dress exactly.
    When she finally finished, Mike looked her up and down approvingly.
    â€œWait until I get you back home!”
    Vonnie sashayed past him with a sexy stride, her hips swaying. Thoughts about how she couldn’t wait to get back home filled her mind. With the house to themselves, she imagined all the things she would do to him and all the things she wanted him to do to her. Maybe she’d even pull out one of her wigs and become one of her alter egos.

Chapter 4
    The Madisons
    Pacing anxiously, Nadalia Madison waited for her husband, Sage, to get in. She had already called him several times to see how close he was to home. Each time he would say he’d be there soon, but never divulged his exact location, which annoyed her. He hadn’t followed her instructions to stay home from work. That way, he wouldn’t be straining through rush-hour broods, traveling from New York City to Long Island on the railroad.
    For that reason alone, Nadalia was glad she decided to open up an office and showroom in Long Island for Miso Custom Furriers, a company she helped run, which was started by her mother, Mina Sevan, and her sister, Sona.
    Sage . Hearing a car pull up, Nadalia ran to the window closest to the door. Her mouth fell open at the sight of Sage getting out of a sports car with an enormous bow decorating the top of it. She was out of the door in a flash, meeting Sage by the time he could fully exit the car. The bold crimson leather interior stuck out against the slick silver of the car’s exterior.
    â€œOh my goodness, babe!” Standing on her tippy toes, Nadalia reached up to give Sage a quick kiss. “A new car! Happy birthday to you,” she sang as she traced the sleek lines.
    â€œActually,” Sage held up the keys, “it’s for you!”
    â€œMe?” Nadalia squealed. “Really?” Her mouth dropped open. “But why?”
    â€œJust for being you.” Sage tossed her the keys.
    Nadalia caught them and jumped into his arms. A former college lineman standing six feet, four inches and weighing two hundred and twenty-five pounds, Sage barely moved when Nadalia’s slim, five feet and four-inch body landed on him.
    â€œGo on. Take it for a ride.”
    Nadalia giggled and skipped back