She nodded her head as she kissed him back, but harder because she needed it, too. She just hadn't needed his anger right away at her proposition.

Everyone was in mourning in some way or another, and Sharon was no different.

She began pulling at Lee's clothes, the taste of alcohol still burning her lips and his words still ringing in her ears. He loved Dee. He missed Dee. He was angry and hurt and upset and all Sharon was was some sort of outlet, she supposed.

She should absolutely walk away from him right now instead of offering herself up to Lee to make him feel better. Instead her hands began pulling his pants down as she deepened their kiss.