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thoughts could take root,
the Grand Master spoke again.
    “Price Bennett.”
    He heard Denise whisper, “No,” as he rose. He
threw off his hood and robe, his anger returning as he glared at
the Grand Master. If he’d understood what his true role today was,
he would have tried to make a better impression, ease Denise into
the situation. As it was, the Grand Master had put him at a
distinct disadvantage.
    God. He had no business being here. Denise’s
response proved that.
    Standing in his boxers, he crossed his arms,
refusing to look at his partners.
    “Gunner Wells.”
    The name rang a bell and curiosity won out as
Price watched the other man disrobe. It was the man from the lab,
Denise’s friend. From the corner of his eye, he watched Denise’s
face evolve from surprise to sheer delight.
    Gunner stood before them in black boxer
briefs, a perfect specimen of a man. He had what Price called a
pretty-boy face, light-brown hair that hung longer on top, green
eyes and a clean-shave. While Price employed weightlifting to
increase his muscle mass, Gunner appeared to maintain his trim
build with cardio. He had a runner’s body.
    Gunner caught him staring and offered him a
friendly, harmless smile before he turned back to look at Denise
with nothing short of pure joy in his face.
    Great. The Grand Master had slammed him into
a threesome with two people who already knew each other and would
be perfectly content to live happily ever after as a couple. Where
did that leave him?
    The Grand Master had an answer for that too.
“You now belong to one another. Come forward.”
    All of them reached out with their right
hands as the Grand Master removed the heavy gold chain from his
neck. He wrapped it around their wrists, binding them together.
They’d passed the point of no return. From this moment forward,
Price’s life would be entwined with these two people. In a matter
of minutes, they had become his future.
    Gunner was the first to move. He leaned
forward and pressed a soft, quick kiss on Denise’s lips. A slight
flush colored her cheeks. She looked like a young girl with her
first love. Shit. For all Price knew, Gunner had just given Denise
her first kiss. That thought stuck in his craw.
    If it was her first kiss, Price was going to
make damn sure it was the second she remembered. When Gunner and
Denise parted, Price was there. He cupped her cheek with his free
hand. He wasn’t interested in nice and easy. That had never been
his way. He pressed his mouth to hers, firmly using his grip on her
face to hold her still. Then he nipped her lower lip, taking
advantage when she opened her mouth and gasped. Using his tongue,
he explored the wet, sweet warmth. He was surprised—and
aroused—when Denise returned the touch, brushing her tongue against
his.
    He wasn’t sure how long they stood there,
learning each other’s tastes and smells, but Price recalled they
weren’t alone when the Grand Master cleared his throat. Price
released her, pleased to see her face wasn’t merely pink, but
bright red. He looked at Gunner, expecting to receive a look of
disdain, of rebuke. What he didn’t anticipate was to find Gunner
studying Denise’s face curiously.
    “Your relationship is yours. You will choose
how to live your lives, but there are rules. No one must know about
the trinity and you may never stray outside your marriage.” The
Grand Master removed the chain from their wrists. “You have one
month to get your affairs in order. At that time, you will return
here and be formally bound in the marriage of the Trinity Masters.
Now go.”
    The Grand Master left without a backwards
glance, which irritated Price. Denise bent over to retrieve her
robe and quickly put it back on.
    Nothing like spending your honeymoon with a
shy, innocent bride and a stranger. Price’s anger returned.
    “My limo is still outside. I suspect when we
return to the dressing rooms we’ll discover keycards to a hotel
suite. We can travel there together