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will I see you again, Mark?‖
    A little green monster poked at my insides and Rick’s warm hand wrapped around the fist I hadn’t been aware of clenching. He tugged me close with a wicked gleam in his eye and lowered his lips to mine, effectively distracting me from Carrie and Mark.
    Desire that had been sated the night before stirred again, sending curls of arousal through my body. Rick’s hands smoothed up my arms and over my shoulders until he cupped my cheeks, holding me still as his tongue parted my lips and slipped between them. I lost myself in his touch, his taste, as he nipped, licked and nibbled at me. Fingers digging into his hips, I leaned into him, rubbing against him and mewling like a cat in heat. God, he felt so good.
    ―If you two don’t stop I’m going to pull out my dick and start jerking off right here.‖
    Rick lifted his head and the same simmering desire that was flowing through my veins was reflected in his hot gaze.
    ―Seriously, guys. Lets get out of here.‖

    We pulled apart, and I noticed that Carrie was already gone, leaving the three of us alone.
    Just the way I liked it.

    ―Why are you friends with her?‖ Mark asked, breaking the silence that had fallen since we’d left the theater’s parking lot. He was driving, and we were almost back to the apartment.
    ―She’s not that bad,‖ I defended halfheartedly.
    Rick smiled at me from the front seat. ―Yes, she is.‖
    Yeah, she was. I’d never really clued in on how negative Carrie had gotten until I’d stopped hanging out with her so much. She blamed the fact we weren’t close any more on Rick, but in reality it was her constant little digs that had finally driven me away. It would’ve happened even if Rick hadn’t come into my life.
    ―Okay, so maybe she is that bad,‖ I shrugged. ―But I’ve known her since we were kids, and we’ve been through a lot together. Besides, I don’t really have any other friends.‖
    ―You don’t need friends. You have us.‖
    I met Mark’s gaze in the rear-view mirror, and my mind raced. Could I really have them both?

    Rick watched Angie’s lips part and her cheeks flush, and contentment filled him. She really liked the idea of having them both. He met Mark’s gaze and winked. There was a time when they’d been lovers, but that had stopped when he’d gotten serious with Angie. He’d worried at first that Mark would resent her for that, but instead he’d fallen for her too. It had been an unspoken secret between the three of them for almost a year, until yesterday.
    He’d dreamt of being able to have both Angie and Mark in his bed, but he’d never let himself think about it too much. He’d never thought it might actually be possible.

    There was an open parking spot on the immediate left inside the apartment’s lot. Mark pulled into it automatically and turned the car off. Pulse pounding, dick swelling he sat there, waiting to see if he was invited in again. They hadn’t talked about it, not even at the dojo when it was just him and Rick. Talking about it might jinx it.
    No one moved for a minute then Angie opened the back door and climbed out. ―You guys coming, or you going to sit there all night?‖
    Relief and exhilaration hit him at the same time, making his hands shake as he reached for the door handle. Rick slapped him on the shoulder as they followed Angie inside. ―You ready for this?‖
    ―More than you can imagine.‖ He laughed at his best friend as he tried not to run up the stairs. Angie was already inside the apartment turning on the fans and opening windows to get cool air flowing through the apartment when they caught up with her.
    Stopping dead in the middle of the living room he stared at Angie and shook his head sadly.
    ―Damn.‖
    She raised an eyebrow. ―Damn?‖
    ―I was hoping you stripped every time you walked in the door of the apartment,‖ he said.
    ―But here you are turning on fans instead of taking off your clothes.‖
    She grabbed a