(Sarah POV)Playing house with Alex is even better than I imagined. I wake up every morning in what used to be Lily's bedroom, stretching lazily in the king-sized bed with Egyptian cotton sheets. Alex is already in the shower, humming some tune under his breath. Through the bathroom door, I can hear him moving around, getting ready for another day of pretending to be the devoted husband downstairs while being my lover upstairs.

It's delicious.

I slip on Lily's silk robe, the expensive one she ...