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her legs were shaking. She couldn’t believe what she’d almost done. If Nathan had kissed her like that again, she wouldn’t have been able to hold back the moan she’d stifled the first time, and then he and Liam would both have known exactly how turned on she was. And why.
    Stripping off the robe, she left her pajamas on to keep a barrier between her and Nathan and crawled into bed. The ache between her thighs was almost unbearable, but she refused to slide her hand into her slick folds and find relief. It would only be another step further down the path to disaster. Fantasies were one thing, but this went far beyond that. Indulging in it was wrong and illicit, and she had to get the idea of the threesome out of her head.
    One more day, she told herself, drawing a shaky breath. She could get through one more day. Then Liam would be gone, and things would go back to normal. She’d no longer be tormented by depraved and forbidden thoughts about being with Nathan and his best friend. She’d be able to forget she’d been weak enough to almost give in to that forbidden temptation.
    For the first time in their relationship, she feigned sleep when Nathan came in to slide between the sheets and tuck her into the curve of his naked, aroused body.

Chapter Three
    The next evening after dinner, Nathan watched Cait as she wiped down the counter one last time and rinsed out the cloth before laying it over the faucet. All the lights were off except for the antique lamp he’d left on in the corner, casting the room in a soft, warm glow. He knew her well enough to know she wouldn’t want any bright lights on for this. Not that she knew what was coming.
    “Thanks again for the awesome dinner,” he said. Roast beef with Yorkshire pudding and all the trimmings, followed up by a homemade apple pie spiced with cinnamon and lemon zest. His favorite. She was always doing things like that for him. Little things that showed her love for him and made him the luckiest man on earth to have her.
    She smiled at him over her shoulder, tossing her long auburn hair down her back. “You’re welcome. You can make it up to me later.”
    He planned on doing exactly that. With luck, the three glasses of wine she’d had with dinner would help take the edge off her nerves. “Is it later now?”
    “I dunno, is it?”
    “I think so.”
    Her answering laugh was husky, and sexy enough to send a fresh wave of blood to his groin.
    Liam was in the shower. He could hear the water running in the guest bathroom they’d worked on most of the day. After redoing the plumbing and replacing the fixtures, they’d sat down to dinner together with Cait, but he hadn’t seen much of her throughout the day. By design on her part, no doubt.
    He knew damn well she hadn’t been sleeping when he went to bed last night, but he hadn’t pushed her to admit what was bothering her. This morning she’d seemed fine, if a bit distant. With Liam she was friendly, but the heat he’d sensed in her last night was gone. Buried beneath all those cool, controlled layers she loved to encase herself in.
    Unfortunately for her, he loved to peel them away, one at a time, until he had her writhing and begging him to take her. On that count, tonight was no different.
    Smiling to himself, he came up behind her and slid his arms around her waist to draw her back into his body. Cait sighed and leaned her head back against his shoulder, a little smile on her lips as she relaxed into his hold. He was hard as stone already, just from the feel of her and the way she melted against him, but the heady rush of anticipation ran hot through his veins. Only question now was whether she had the guts to face what was coming. He hoped like hell she did.
    Nathan wanted this. Badly. God, he’d love nothing more than to make this fantasy come true for her. He’d seen how aroused she got whenever she read an erotic book with a ménage scene, and after last night he knew for sure she was physically