bar, muttering a
little when she forgot and tried to use her right hand. “Oh my god. You’re
reading an erotic romance.”
“It was free.” And it was actually quite
good.
“A threesome. Kinky.”
“Do you think three people can have a
relationship?” The question popped out before he could curtail the thought.
Her head jerked up, her eyes rounding as
she stared at him. “It works in stories.”
“Yes.” Wow, that was a real smooth
introduction. Exactly why I should leave this stuff to Wayne. Shock
followed swiftly. What? Was he actually considering Wayne’s crazy idea?
“Gaby, Liam and Fletch seem happy.”
“You haven’t answered my question.”
Heat suffused her cheeks, and she couldn’t
meet his intense gaze any longer. She focused on the ereader’s screen. “I’m too
busy for romance.”
“Coward.”
She looked at him then, searching his
expression, trying to work out what he wanted from her. Was he suggesting a
threesome? Or was it a random question because of the story he was reading at
present? “I think it takes three very special people to have that sort of
relationship. There’s a lot of trust involved, and I think it would be easy for
jealousy to creep into the equation. Gaby says open communication is the key.”
“Could you?” Damn, one strike already.
According to his ex, he sucked at expressing his feelings.
“Is this about last night?” She waited
impatiently while Sebastian added the penne to the boiling water. “About Wayne
wanting me to come here with both of you?” She’d felt so safe when she’d stood
between them, pleasure gripping her body. It had been nice to lean on someone
else for a change. Her blush intensified but she forced herself to scrutinize
him, to watch every flicker of expression.
“It’s difficult enough trying to keep one
person happy, let alone two.”
“But you’d have two people to share your
troubles.”
He forced a grin. “Two people to kiss and
caress you.”
Jen frowned at him, fiddled with the label
of her beer bottle. “Would you really do it? Have sex with two people at once?”
Sebastian took the vegetables off the heat
and added a salmon fillet to the pan. It sizzled as the skin met the hot
surface. “Permanently?” He turned to her with a shrug. “It would depend on the
circumstances and the people involved. I’d have to trust them.”
“So you’d go into the situation after
thinking it through. It wouldn’t be impulsive for you.”
“I like sex as much as the next guy. I’ve
had sex since my divorce but the connection is only fleeting. I want more.”
Pain flickered in him as he said the words and her heart twisted. Here was a
guy who wanted marriage and probably fatherhood, yet his wife had screwed him.
Most women would kill for a man who wanted to settle down and grow roots. It
was a pity they were at different stages in their lives, because men like
Sebastian were rare.
Jen picked up her beer and swallowed the
last of the liquid in the bottle. “Would you choose two women or would you want
a man and a woman?”
“I’ve had one threesome and that was with
Wayne and a woman.”
“Who?” Nosy interest slipped the question
out before she could button her lips.
“The who isn’t important.”
He didn’t intend to tell her. Tick on the
approval rating. “Did you talk the encounter to death before you did anything?”
He flipped the salmon, his snort sounding
over the renewed sizzle of the pan. “No we did not. We all drank too much and
things developed from there.”
“Are you still friends with the woman?”
“We don’t see her much these days. In the
light of the day, she wasn’t very comfortable with the three-way. She accused
us of getting her drunk on purpose.”
“Did you?”
“What’s with all the questions?”
“I like to know what makes people tick.
This isn’t work, so I can be as interested as I want. So did you ply her with
alcohol?”
“Do you think that’s something
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