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putting our cards on the table.”
    It was a characteristic she would normally admire, but the nature of what he had stated made her dizzy. The knowledge ran along her nerve endings, making her feel wired and edgy. She lifted her drink and sipped at it nervously.
    Unfazed, Alec continued. “We discovered that we shared the same sexual interests, and we grew close.”
    She gave a disbelieving laugh. “That must have been some discovery.”
    “It was, and although we were attracted by each other’s lifestyle it didn’t come out for a while. It was quite tense there at the beginning.”
    He paused, and she felt as if he was acknowledging her state of nerves.
     

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    She put her glass back on the bar. “I can imagine.”
    “Once we discovered we were both bisexual, sharing our experiences with women proved to be the next logical—and fulfilling—step.”
    Monica could scarcely breathe, let alone form a response. Instead, she stared at the bottles on the shelves at the back of the bar while she gathered her thoughts. Alec was intent on filling in the gaps to enlighten her. The fact that she was already aware of their relationship didn’t help. And yet still I am here. I should leave now . No doubt his words were made to put her at ease, but it actually meant it would be far harder for her to do a runner if she chose to, which made her all the more nervous.
    “Why are you telling me this?” she managed to ask.
    “Because you want to know.”
    “What makes you think that?”
    “You’re here, and you haven’t done a u-turn yet.” He grinned. His face was made for that grin. It made him even more attractive.
    So, he’d taken a gamble in telling her. It felt like it was a test. She reached for her drink and this time she took a large swig and knocked it back.
    “Come on,” he added, “let’s go upstairs.”
    Monica practically choked on her drink. “Upstairs? Isn’t Mr Clifford joining us?”
    “No, we’re joining him, in his suite.”
    “I thought we were having dinner…”
    “We are. He’s ordered a buffet.”
    The hand he put under her elbow didn’t give her much option but to go with him, not without making a scene. It was the way they had taken over, redirecting the evening’s events, that shocked her most of all. His confession was blatant, but she’d been pre-warned on that score. The shift to a suite was unexpected. She’d thought they would be in a public place. More or less immediately they were going to be alone again, and as she stepped into the lift with him she recalled what it had been like, being alone with them, earlier.
    There was another couple in the lift and she stared across at them, rather than look at her companion’s reflection. What am I doing? I can’t touch these men. Nevertheless the lure was too great to resist. The chance to toy with the opportunity, to flirt with them awhile, that was too tempting. Too rare. I’ll step away, if it gets dangerous.
     

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    Alec held the door while the other couple got out, then lifted his hand and offered it to her. The gesture was compelling, and yet she knew she couldn’t accept it. It pushed her to move, nonetheless. Gathering herself she stepped out of the elevator, resisting the hand. Alec stepped alongside her, leading her to the other end of the corridor where Owen’s suite awaited. At the door, he paused and looked at her.
    “Are you hungry?” His mouth moved in a sensuous smile.
    It felt like a loaded question. The humour in his eyes got to her though, easing the tension she felt. She laughed, softly. “Let’s just say my appetite has been kindled, but I’m not sure if I’ll be able to eat any food.”
    He inclined his head in acknowledgement, then reached over and opened the door.
    The suite was familiar to her, and she clocked the details as a matter of routine. It was a classic theme with wood panelling, wine coloured carpet and brass highlights here and there. Rock music played through the sound system.