A Club Member
She was another dirty mistress. You had a club, but sometimes you acted as if you didn't. You didn't follow rules. She had ruined the club, but somehow you were still intrigued.
Addison didn't hate her, which meant there was special about her. Addison could do anything. She had proved that- time and time again.
"Meredith." You grinned as you stepped onto the elevator. She was giggling, but you didn't ask why. She'd been giddy for days. You didn't want to know why.
"McSteamy." She blushed. You shook your head. She was a club member. She got a free pass.
