I was just setting the last plate of steaming lasagna on the dining table when the living room door clicked open behind me. The familiar deep timbre of my husband’s voice sent a little flutter through my belly. “Darling, I’m back. And I brought someone special too.”

I spun around so fast I nearly knocked over a glass. There stood Lucas, my tall, composed husband with his perfectly tailored suit still hugging his broad shoulders, and right beside him—Jayden. His best friend. His boss. The man whose name alone could make boardrooms tremble and women’s panties evaporate.

My hands flew up instinctively, crossing over my chest to hide the way...