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his friend warmly. “I see you’ve decided not to bring that Casanova brother of yours with you tonight?”
    “Don’t get to excited my friend, Casanova will be here soon enough. He’s being driven over here by one of his team.”
    “Arh, the perks of being a Detective superintendent,” Steve noted. “He can have members of his squad act as chauffer when he needs it.”
    As Steve ushered Daniel inside, he noticed the unmarked police car pull up out the front of his home. Christian had arrived.
    Like Steve, Christian had joined the police force after leaving school. He had excelled in the force and now far outranked Steve, who had been happier to stay part of a team, rather than managing them. Christian was more outgoing than Daniel. He had a wicked sense of humour and a boyish charm that attracted women wherever he went, hence the term Casanova.
    “Come on, hurry up and get in here, I won’t play doorman all night.” Steve’s voice boomed across the distance to the car.
    “I have a good feeling about tonight, man.” Christian jogged up to the open door. “I think Daniel and I might find our Miss Right tonight.”
    Both Daniel and Christian were Doms. They had always shared the women they dated, and both men believed that they would find a submissive that was happy to be in a relationship with both of them.
    “Well then, the pressure is on Kathy’s single friends tonight isn’t it? Not that any of them give me the impression they are looking for two Doms, but you never know,” Steve stated as Christian strode past him into the living room.
    “Daniel and I know the perfect woman’s out there. We just have to find her.”
    “Exactly.” Daniel’s voice echoed in from the veranda where Steve noticed Kathy setting up drinks and nibbles for them to enjoy. “If Dad could find two women to live with him and make it work, then Christian and I can find a woman to share the rest of our lives with.”
    “And after our disastrous relationship with Katie, we know what kind of woman to avoid.” Christian’s comment about what to avoid struck a chord with Steve.
    The last submissive the men had chosen had really made both men doubt themselves and the lifestyle they believed they were destined to live. And Steve knew Daniel was correct in his assessment of his father’s relationship with two sisters. If the two women hadn’t died in a tragic car accident, then Steve was sure both of Christian and Daniel’s mothers would have still been living happily with the brothers’ dad to this day.
    As his friends took their leave, heading off to dress for the party, Steve noticed how relaxed they looked and was certain both were looking forward to the night ahead.
    It didn’t take long for Daniel to return to the outdoor area. He was dressed in basic black dress jeans and a collared shirt, sleeves rolled to just below his elbow.
    “Well, this is the life! How do you put up with these ocean views?” he said as he walked out onto the veranda.
    “It’s rough, Dan, but we cope.” Steve handed him a cold beer, and the chat continued. Daniel filled the couple in on what had been happening since his return and some of his adventures in the American BDSM scene. Their banter was interrupted with Christian’s appearance.
    Christian was dressed in snug leather pants that laced up at the front. His chest rippled under the tight, black muscle shirt he wore. His hair appeared to be even curlier than normal, which Steve put down to the use of some kind of product. He looked more like a rock star than a Dom. Steve laughed as Kathy fanned herself with her hand and pretended to swoon.
    “Going for the Jim Morrison look tonight, bro?” Daniel quipped.
    “Yes, someone wants to be noticed this evening. I bet he thinks he’ll get lucky dressed like that tonight,” Kathy added with a laugh.
    “Bite me,” was Christian’s defiant reply as he sat down and picked up his drink.
    “Someone might bite you tonight, Chris,” Steve spoke