If Looks Could Kill by Heather Graham

little kids, PTA meetings, McDonald’s lunches, a regular baby factory. Naturally I nursed my children. A rich kid like me with nothing to do but raise my beautiful children and be Dan’s wife. While you—you’re the god-damned, all-glorious Madison!”
    Kyle couldn’t help watching Madison’s reaction. Part of her must have wanted to tell her younger sister to go straight to hell. But he watched her gain control before she spoke; it was obvious she loved Kaila, and she seemed to realize that her sister was only lashing out in pain.
    â€œKaila, what the hell is wrong?” Madison asked her softly.
    â€œNothing. Nothing!” Kaila snapped. But her huge blue eyes were becoming liquid with tears.
    â€œKaila—”
    Kaila went dashing off down the hall toward her bedroom. Madison started after her.
    â€œLeave her for a few minutes,” Jassy said.
    â€œJassy, something is really wrong, for Kaila to be acting like that!”
    â€œAnd you should talk to her. Just give her a few minutes first.”
    â€œAll right.”
    Madison turned around, heading out to the patio. Kyle sheepishly realized that he had been a miserably intrusive eavesdropper, and he moved away from the bar.
    Luckily the art patron’s daughter with the great head of black hair was nearby. He quickly engaged her in conversation. Madison walked by, to all outward appearances composed, except that she didn’t even seem to notice him.
    Maybe she didn’t.
    He wondered if he should go talk to Kaila himself. He couldn’t. His stomach was clenching. He couldn’t help watching Madison. He wondered, if he could just fuck her once, would the feeling of obsession go away?
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    Madison couldn’t wait too long; she was too anxious. She slipped back into the house and hurried down the hallway. She paused at the door to Carrie Anne’s room and heard Martique, her father’s amazingly patient Haitian housekeeper, reading to the kids in her beautiful singsong voice.
    She hurried on to Kaila’s door. She knocked softly, but didn’t wait to be bidden to enter. She went on in, treading softly.
    â€œKaila?”
    Her sister was stretched out on her bed, staring at the ceiling. She stopped crying, but her cheeks were damp with tears. “Oh, Kaila!” Madison said softly, and hurried across the room. Kaila half rose, ready to meet Madison’s hug.
    â€œOh, Madison, I’m so sorry! It’s just that he never shows up, and I never really know where he is, and I just keep thinking that there’s more going on! I know he’s sleeping with someone else. God! If I just had the balls to have an affair myself!”
    â€œKaila! That wouldn’t help anything.”
    â€œYeah, it might. It might make me feel wanted. Special.”
    â€œKaila, I know that Dan loves you.”
    â€œYou just want that to be the truth! And you don’t understand! Everyone loves you. Everyone! You’re beautiful. You’re perfect. People fawn over you all the time.”
    â€œKaila!”
    â€œIt’s true.”
    Madison shook her head, a crooked half smile on her lips. “You picked the wrong girl to blow up at, if you’re talking about relationships. Don’t you dare tell a soul, but the closest thing I’ve had to a sexual relationship lately is a really hot, steamy romance novel one of Dad’s friends gave me a while back.”
    Kaila straightened. “You’re kidding!”
    Madison shook her head.
    Kaila was still stunned. “You meet so many people. Guys are always after you—”
    â€œJoey’s one of the best guys I know, but I’m crazy about his wife and kids. I’d never consider fooling around with him, and he’s never made a play for me. Of the men who have seemed interested…” She paused. “Well, there are just so many diseases out there. Marriage does have its benefits, you know. In my whole life,