POV: Kesley

Anger has a way of simplifying things. One moment I was straddling Leo's lap, still catching my breath from the orgasm he'd wrenched out of me.

The next minute I was a knot of fury, watching him speak into that phone as if he hadn't just been inside me. As if Nora's voice wasn't a splinter working its way under my skin.

I waited...

My thighs were still sticky. My blouse was untucked, three buttons undone. None of it mattered. All I could focus on was the calm, measured tone of his voice as he discussed logistics with her..

Her!

Nora!

The woman who had stolen from Jess's...