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the catwalk, preferably my catwalk.
    “Mom
and Dad couldn’t have kids so they did IVF,” I explained. “When Mom got
pregnant she found out she was having triplets. She says it was a wonderful
blessing—you can decide if you ever meet my brothers,” I said.
    “I’m
bound to meet them at all the family dinners we’ll be having, Sah-sha,”
he teased me. “So how did you and your twin come on the scene?”
    “Mom and Dad decided they wanted
to try for a girl. They did another few cycles of IVF and then presto, but only
two this time.”
    “So Sarf-fron and Sah-sha. Is
there an ‘s’ theme happening with your big brothers?” he asked.
    “Nope, nothing like that—Jason,
Ethan and Sam. Jason is a carpenter. He built my catwalk and bridal stage;
Ethan is a counselor; and, Sam is a mechanic.”
    “Ah, so that’s how you can afford
to have an Alpha Spider… always in the garage getting fixed.” Nik shook his
head.
    “Yes, how did you know I had a
Spider?”
    “I saw you leaving work when I was
training. It suits you.”
    “Mm, thanks. She’s gorgeous, a
series three. I wanted one for a long time and Sam kept an eye out, eventually
finding one for me that I could afford. I pay him in kind—I dress him, he
services the car.”
    “No other men in your life?” he
asked.
    “Well, Mr. Direct, there’s my best
friend Max, and his partner Ren.”
    “Ren is male or female?” Nik
asked.
    “Male. You got a problem with
that?” I narrowed my eyes.
    “What? With you having a best
friend or him being gay? Why would I care?” Nik shrugged.
    Good answer. I might have been a
bit defensive then. We sat in silence for a few moments. God, even indifference
looked sexy on him. Nik eventually broke it.
    “I
love your place, it’s very cool and…” he looked at the catwalk, “… interesting.
Do you model?”
    I
laughed but he said it in all seriousness.
    “Uh
no, it’s for my clients and my workout,” I said.
    “Yeah.”
He grinned. “How? Do you run up and down it?”
    “No
I dance on it or I do my handstands and flips.” I wish I hadn’t said that
because I knew straight away what was coming
    “Great!”
His face lit up. “Show me Sah-sha.”
    “I’m
not dressed for it,” I said, looking down at my jeans, sneakers and hoodie.
    “I’ll
spot you, come on,” he said, humor in his voice as though he didn’t expect me
to do it. Therefore, I had to do it.
    “Fine,
but I need to warm up,” I said. I stood up and removed my hoodie, revealing a
light gray fitted cotton t-shirt underneath overhanging my jeans. Unfortunately
the t-shirt read “Journalists do it on the front”, but hey, I wasn’t expecting
to be flashing it to Nik.
    Nik
laughed reading it. “Can I help?” he asked, seductively. I’ve not doubt he could
help me get to orgasm in under a minute but when it came to flips, I had them
covered.
    “I’m
good,” I said. I walked to the catwalk and tucking just the front of my t-shirt
into my hip-cut jeans so I didn’t flash too much, I did a handstand, followed by
a walk over front and back to warm up. Then I started down the end where Nik
was sitting, took a deep breath and flipped down my catwalk, counting four and
stopping with a final leap, back down and feet together.
    Nik
burst out in applause. “Fantastic. Do it again,” he said.
    “No,
your turn,” I said, eyes narrowing on him. “Show us your tricks.”
    Nik
grinned and stood up. “I can’t do that,” he said. “I could probably pull off a
handstand or two.” He reached for my hoodie and brought it over to where I stood
on the catwalk. He held it out so I could slide my arms in, then he trapped me.
He flipped me around pulling the front tightly around me, my face was level
with his as I stood on the catwalk. He looked directly into my eyes, then to my
lips and back to my eyes again. My breathing hitched.
    “Why
won’t you go out with me, Sah-sha?” he asked in soft voice. “Is there someone
else?”
    “No.
Is there