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if you’d like.”
    Gunner nodded. “Sounds good to me. I arrived
here by taxi and my suitcase is in the dressing room.”
    “Good. I can have my driver pick up spare
clothes for me once he’s dropped us off.” Price looked at Denise.
“We can swing by your apartment for clothing. Unless you’d prefer
to spend yet another night in the same jeans and T-shirt.”
    She narrowed her eyes. “You said it wasn’t
you. That you weren’t—”
    “I didn’t know I would be participating in
this ceremony until I opened that letter.”
    Denise bit her lower lip anxiously. “Oh.” She
gave him a contrite grin. “Sorry.”
    Price wasn’t sure if she was apologizing for
her accusation or the marriage. It didn’t matter either way. She’d
already turned her attention to Gunner.
    “I didn’t know you were a member of the
Trinity Masters,” she said.
    Gunner smiled. “How could you? It’s a secret.
We wear masks at social events, and I’m afraid I don’t attend as
many of those as I’d like. Work usually interferes.” Gunner ran his
knuckles along her cheek.
    Denise grasped Gunner’s hand as he started to
pull it back. She looked at his Trinity Masters’ ring. “I’ve never
seen you wear this.”
    Gunner shrugged. “In my line of work, it’s
best not to wear anything too distinguishable.” Gunner lifted the
charm on her necklace. “I could say the same thing about this.”
    Denise grinned. “It was always getting caught
on stuff in the lab. I broke the chain twice before I finally just
put it away. I only wear it to Trinity Masters’ get-togethers.”
    “That makes sense. I suppose I should have
suspected you were a member. When I was looking for a scientist
with the knowledge to help me with my case a few years back, I went
to my old biology professor. He’s part of the Trinity Masters, and
he directed me to you.”
    “Professor Moreau. He’s the one who
introduced me to the Trinity Masters.”
    Price didn’t like being reminded of Denise
and Gunner’s long history. “If you two are finished with your walk
down memory lane, I’d like to leave.”
    He wanted to kick himself when Denise’s smile
faded, her gaze turning leery as she looked at him. “Okay. You know
if you want to, you could just have your driver drop me off at the
lab. I can get my car, head to my apartment to pack and meet you
both at the hotel later.”
    Gunner chuckled. “No dice. I know you. You’ll
pop into the lab to check one little thing and we won’t see you
again for six months. We’re sticking…like glue.”
    Price appreciated Gunner’s help. He’d opened
his mouth to say, “hell no,” but the other man’s response had been
worded in such a way that Denise didn’t become irritated. Until
some of her fear of him abated, Price was going to have to tread
lightly, an act that didn’t come naturally.
    “Fine. But I definitely need to go back to
work tomorrow.”
    Gunner’s gaze met his and Price felt an odd
connection to the man. Almost as if he could read his thoughts.
Gunner knew as well as he did that Denise wouldn’t be returning to
work tomorrow. Or even the next day. The three of them had too much
to sort out, lives to connect, living situations to arrange,
and…sex. Price had participated in ménages before, with two women
and sometimes with a woman and another man. He was no stranger to
the logistics. It would take them time to ease Denise into exactly
what the consequences of this arrangement would mean for her. She
obviously hadn’t put together the fact she was the only woman bound
in marriage to two straight men.
    Price put his hand on her back. “We’ll see,”
was all he said in response to her assertion she’d return to work.
Better to save that argument for another day. Tonight was going to
be difficult enough.
    Each of them returned to their private rooms
to get dressed and gather their things. Then they met up in the
corridor a few minutes later and walked to the limousine in
silence.
    Price