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by her house in Brookline.
    She lost her temper. “No! Surely not.”
    Tamsin was the picture of shame. A miserable whine gurgled from her throat.
    “She’s still in your house!” Conversation at the tables around them ceased like someone had just Þ red a gun in the air. Into the pregnant hush, Charlotte said, “You are coming with me right now and we are throwing that cheating skank out on the street. Along with her crack-whore clothes.”
    An older woman at the next table remarked, “You go, girl.”
    As Charlotte dealt with the check, Tamsin pleaded, “I can’t face
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    her. Please, Charlie. Don’t make me do it. She twists everything I say.
    She makes me feel bad about myself.”
    Charlotte terminated this litany with an impatient snort. “So she calls you names and makes you cry. For Christ’s sake, it’s your home.”
    Another thought occurred to her. “And on that subject, where exactly have you been living for the past two weeks?”
    “The Four Seasons.”
    Appalled, Charlotte took her cell phone from her purse and handed it to her fretful companion. “Phone them right now and tell them you’re checking out.”
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CHAPTER THREE
    Lose the dress,” Ash said.
    She could not take her eyes off the deepening vee of creamy ß esh as Dani inched the zipper down the concave arch of Karlah’s spine. The skin exposed had to be prickling in anticipation but Ash didn’t touch. She wanted the elegant brunette to beg Þ rst. Dani pushed the thin straps aside and dragged the dress down, her eyes locked to Ash’s. Karlah wasn’t wearing a bra. She didn’t need to. Her breasts were taut and high.
    Dani had already stripped to her panties, if that’s what you could call the scrap of lace glued to her crotch. Ash ran a caressing hand back and forth over the Þ rm round ass exposed before her, then hooked a Þ nger inside the panties and twisted upward. She could smell sweet salty arousal from the ß ood of Dani’s juices as the fabric strained against her clit.
    “Let’s get rid of this.” She snapped the ß imsy thong away. Twisting Dani’s pale hair in her Þ ngers, she forced her head back, exposing her slender throat. “You’re really, really wet,” she said, sliding the tip of her tongue down the life pulse just beneath the taut skin. “Maybe I’ll let you get yourself off.”
    A shudder altered Dani’s breathing. “And maybe I’ll let you fuck me afterward.”
    “Would you like that?” Ash lifted her head to glance at Karlah.
    “Want to watch me do your girlfriend?”
    Karlah uttered a small “Yes,” and Ash steered them farther into the bedroom.
    A huge king bed with a noisy ß oral comforter stood near the
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    windows. Ash pulled the cover aside and pushed her two companions down onto the pale sheets. Karlah’s dark waves spilled over the pillows and her raspberry-tipped breasts scalloped like pale half-moons against the fading tan of her torso.
    Dani crawled up the bed and knelt next to her, sweeping her platinum hair back so Ash could watch as she bent in for a kiss. Ash’s throat felt tight and her breathing shallow. The walls of her chest squeezed her heart, making every beat reverberate through her body.
    The tension at her core increased when Dani looked up and said,
    “I know what you want.”
    “Really?”
    “Uh-huh.” She rocked back onto her heels and pinched her peach-toned nipples between thumb and foreÞ nger, one hand cradling each full breast. “You want these. And this.” She opened her legs and tilted her hips just enough to display a compact blond mound and a neat rosy seam of ß esh.
    “Looks like you got my number,” Ash conceded thickly.
    “Come on,” Dani said.
    “I can wait.”
    “What if I can’t?”
    Ash played along. “You better Þ gure out how to get me interested.”
    Dani squirmed and giggled. She and Karlah started touching themselves, eyes closed, mouths