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overwrought female does. I put my hands up to my
face and burst into tears. The next thing I felt was Katinka’s arms around me
as she crooned to me in Russian which was vaguely soothing. Then she pulled me
back into the shade of the entryway where we sat side-by-side on a padded bench
seat, her stroking my hair while I blubbed on about being a bad girl who nothing nice was ever going to happen for .
    When
I finally had myself under control, I glanced out at the street, wondering if I
should ring the auto club, and in that moment I realized Katinka had stopped
crooning and was now nuzzling at my neck.
    I
went still, blinking, wondering what the hell else could happen to me that day,
then I felt her fingers slide up my cheek and turn my head toward her. Suddenly
I was looking into her face at close range, and her breath smelt like
peppermint. Her eyes were beautifully made up, and her teeth were so dazzling
white, they must have been capped.
    “I
want him to be with other woman,” she said, “because I am not faithful wife.”
Her English was slipping.
    “Oh.”
I hadn’t expected that.
    “I
have lovers,” she said, “but he pretends that I do not. I feel guilty.”
    “So
would I,” I said, because that was true, although I wasn’t sure why she had to
tell me so close inside my personal space. Was she worried he’d overhear us? I
was still wondering about that when she leant in and kissed me, and for some
odd reason, despite all that had gone before, that took me completely by
surprise.
    I
think I gasped against her lips, then she was brushing hers against mine and
the peppermint taste was strong. I could feel the wetness of her lips, then her
tongue came into my mouth and I was still so shocked I wasn’t registering that
this was weird. In fact, it was totally, completely and absolutely so far
outside what I’d expected to happen that day, it went beyond freaking me out. I
just froze.
    She
kissed me softly, not even as if she were coaxing me, but as if it was some
bizarre apology. Then it was over and she was pulling back to look into my
eyes. “I want you to fuck my husband,” she said. “Please tell me you’ll stay.”
    I
shook my head. “I have to go,” but I didn’t. I sat there, not because I had no
keys or even because I’d just had my first-ever girl kiss, and my legs were
wobbly. I stayed because I remembered Brittany. The money. I forced myself to
ask, “What if he won’t do it. Will you pay me anyway?”
    She
nodded.
    “Are
you sure?” Dear God, could it be that easy?
    “I
pay either way. But I want you to try and seduce him. I don’t want to be the
only one guilty.”
    I
stared into her eyes, realizing I didn’t need to walk away from this. It was a
house sit with a husband in residence. I didn’t need to have sex if he didn’t
want it. But …Katinka had just given me permission to do the nastiest
thing I’d ever imagined— seduce another woman’s husband.
    I
already had the hots for Finn. Not to mention the heat that had jumped between
us when he’d touched me. Sure, I was cranky with him for rejecting me, but that
only fed a perverse determination to prove he couldn’t resist me. So I
gazed back into her eyes and said, “All right I will.”
    She
smiled then and the transformation was amazing—from solemn pleading to femme
fatale in a second. No wonder he tolerated her infidelity. She was impossibly
sexy. “We will devise a plan, you and I,” she said. Then she winked. “I will be
gone a month. He will not resist you for that long.”
    As
easily as my self-esteem had plummeted, it resurfaced, buoyed by Katinka’s
confidence that I could seduce her husband. And after all, she should know,
right?
    More
importantly, forty thousand dollars. A third of the money Brittany
needed.
    “Alright.”
I straightened my shoulders. “Let’s sign the contract.”
    She
winked again, this time a knowing gesture between two sexy women. Or at least
that’s how it felt, because her kiss