Sometimes being cooped up with my own overheated libido would make me crazy.

But there wasn’t much I could do about it. I was a novelist who wrote adventure stories packed with square-jawed heroes rescuing damsels in distress — or sometimes the other way around. But my own personal life wasn’t nearly as exciting.

In contrast, my husband met constantly with clients and mingled with people at all sorts of glitzy corporate events. Diego’s was a rich social and professional life.

Truthfully, my man’s an introvert who would have preferred staying at home, while I was still a party girl who craved fun. But given my career, I often found myself working solo. So I guess both of us were a little unsatisfied.

Maybe we weren’t the most compatible couple, but I... Read More