Spending three hours in Dominic's apartment might well have been the best and worst decision I have ever made. Once I had surrendered and recognized my position, he'd brought me pleasure the likes of which I'd never before experienced.

The reasons it was the worst were far more numerous. For starters, he was my daughter's boyfriend, which made me mother of the year. Second off the list was that I was very married, and my infidelity was causing me to be wracked with guilt over what I had done to poor Phil. Third, Dominic was one of my students. Any one of the numerous things we'd done together would be more than enough to get me fired, and I was terrified of what he might do once he discovered the leverage he had.