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third?”
    He frowned. “It wouldn’t be fair. I couldn’t love her like I love you.”
    She smiled sadly. “And yet that’s what you’re asking of me.”
    His brow creased with frustration. “I can’t explain to you why this will work, but dammit, it will. I watched it every day of my life with my parents and I’ve seen it happen over and over countless times with every match I’ve created. I know this will make you happy.”
    “Me?”
    He realized his error. “Us,” he quickly corrected.
    “And I’m just supposed to put that decision out there in the universe. Let your secret society dictate to me who I’m supposed to love, to spend the rest of my life with.”
    They’d had this exact same debate ten years earlier when he’d invited her to join the Trinity Masters and she’d rejected the offer.
    “Do you trust me?” he asked.
    She sighed. “That’s not fair. You know I do.”
    “Then it’s not the universe making the call. It’s me. I know you, know your mind, your soul, your heart. Everything. Let me show you what I’m offering. For one month.” He paused and took a deep breath, forcing himself to tell the biggest lie of his life, to say the one thing she’d never forgive him for. “If, at the end, you still don’t want to join, I’ll leave the Trinity Masters and it’ll just be you and me. Forever.”
    She shook her head. “I’ll give you the month, Harry. But if I still feel the same way in four weeks, my answer to your proposal is no. I won’t let you give anything up for me.”
    “All or nothing?”
    She nodded.
    “Then I guess I can’t fail.”

Chapter Three

    Alexis grabbed her purse and jacket, cursing as she glanced at the clock. She was late. Great.
    For some reason, she’d allowed Harrison to convince her to go along with his suggestion of participating in a month-long ménage affair.
    What the hell was she thinking? She wasn’t this person.
    Then she recalled she hadn’t been thinking at all. She’d allowed Harrison to fuck her into a brainless stupor where she would have agreed to anything and everything just for another ride. All of a sudden, the tune to Lady Gaga’s “Disco Stick” started playing in her head. Hello, unwanted earworm.
    This was all her fault. She’d gone years without sex, spending all her time at the hospital pretending her life was fulfilling enough without a relationship. In one afternoon, Harrison had proven just how wrong that assumption was.
    Now that she’d cracked the door open, she was a veritable mass of hormones with only one goal. To find Harrison and get laid again…as soon as possible.
    And if that were all that tonight was going to be about, she’d have been on time. Hell, she would have been early. But Harrison wasn’t the only man she was meeting.
    He hadn’t told her who this elusive third was, and based on what she’d been told about the Trinity Masters when they offered her membership, it could be anyone from a Fortune 500 CEO to a Nobel laureate poet. He had said that the person lived here in Boston, which in theory meant she could have met him, except she and Harrison didn’t travel in the same circles. While he was far more sociable and involved, frequently attending shows and charity events, she spent ninety-nine percent of her time in this hospital. She could count the number of friends she had—who weren’t work colleagues—on one hand.
    Mercifully, Harrison knew her well enough to know time management wasn’t one of her strong suits. He’d arranged to meet her in one of the hospital conference rooms, claiming he’d simply do some work on his tablet until she was ready to go.
    “Dammit,” she muttered, racing out of her office. She hadn’t made it two steps before she plowed into a mountain. Or rather…a mountain of a man. Her boss.
    Michael captured her upper arms, steadying her as her ankles wobbled on her high heels. “I’ve got you, Dr. Jenner.”
    “Sorry, Michael. I wasn’t looking where I was