Meanwhile, Skylar came out of the dressing room in her nightgown. She shot a furious look at Dave, who was sitting on the sofa reading a magazine.

She thought about how she could win him over.

She purposely lowered the neckline of her nightgown and walked over to him, taking his arm.

“Dave, it’s getting late. We should go to sleep.”

She pressed her chest against his arm, rubbing it suggestively a few times.

But Dave immediately pushed her away, sending her to the other side of the ...