Pamela put her car into park, licked her lips from instinct, and looked into the rearview mirror. “I must be completely out of my mind.” She reached for her phone and pulled up the app she used to chat with Will. She half hoped he wouldn’t be there. After all, it would let her say she had shown up and he wasn’t there, but she could escape with virtue intact. No such luck. In his hotel room, Will waited. This was risky for...