Eager to escape the boring bonds of matrimony, a wife embraces her wild side — and a hot, young hunk.

Emergency rooms are often crazy, and during the last full moon, mine seemed even more so.

I’m a nurse, a damn good one, and me and my fellow Florence Nightingales handled that insane shift with our usual expertise. And though we’re calm and collected for the most part, there’s no doubt our jobs are also very stressful.

In the midst of all that work drama, I got a text from Richard, my husband of five years: “Please pick up milk on your way home.”

I glared at the screen.

“What’s wrong?” Nora asked. She’s the nurse who’d helped train me as a new hire. We’re very close.

I showed her the text and told... Read More