kitchen counter and forced Charli into it. "Speak."
Charli sighed. "The night was magical with the three men wearing tuxedos looking so very dashing and debonair, and me in that black gown you loaned me, showing just about everything the good Lord gave me." She hugged Audrey. "By the way, thanks. I didn't have anything nearly as sexy and gorgeous."
"Three men?" Her friend shook her head. "Three?"
Charli frowned. "It's okay. The sex was all consensual. Nobody forced me to do anything. In fact they gave me the whip."
"Sex with all three?" Audrey pressed a hand to her breast and whispered, "You had a whip?"
"Really, Audrey, you're repeating everything I say." Charli chuckled. "Got to play the dominatrix this time, giving out the orders, popping them when they didn't obey. And it was a riding crop, actually, not a whip."
"Like that makes a diff." Audrey's eyes narrowed and she peered behind Charli. "I just want to know who you are and what did you do with my friend, Charli?" Audrey crossed her arms over her breasts. "This is so not like you."
"If that's the case, maybe it's just as well. The old Charli was bored out of her mind. This new one is having the time of her life."
"Yeah, but how long can this last?" Audrey lifted Charli's hands. "What happens when the dirty tricks stop and you're back to normal?"
Charli pushed her hair back off her face and sighed. "I don't know, but I'm going to enjoy it while it lasts. Frankly, when it ends, I might get some sleep. All these late-night trysts are exhausting."
"You really need to stop this. It can't be good for you."
"What's not good about it? We use protection, my vagina is getting a good workout and I'm totally satisfied when it's over."
"Are you?" Charli's boss hugged her close, squeezing her tight. "I worry about you. This mystery thing can only go on so long before you realize it's not much of a relationship. Don't you want a happily-ever-after with a man who'll tell you his goddamn name?"
Charli pushed away and paced across the room. "I don't know. I'm liking the adventure." Though she would never admit it to Audrey, she had been feeling more and more frustrated at not knowing who this mystery man was with whom she'd had three nights worth of fabulous sex. The men he'd brought with him, while sexy, hadn't been the draw. The one she'd dubbed Original Sin held her attention and occupied most of her waking and sleeping thoughts since the dirty tricks had begun.
Coming to a stop in front of Audrey, Charli squared her shoulders and looked her friend straight in the eye. "I'm satisfied for now. Isn't that all that matters?"
"Uh-huh, see?" Audrey pointed a finger at Charli's chest. "You are having doubts, and now you're beginning to wonder whether or not he has something to hide, thus the reason for the masks and mystery."
Charli grinned. "He was so sexy in his Zorro mask. I practically came when he said hello."
"God, you're pathetic."
"No, I'm getting some. Which is more than I can say for you."
"Point taken. Still, you're having doubts about him. I can tell it in your face."
"That's lack of sleep. I am not having doubts. He's very good at providing the necessary entertainment to hold my interest," Charli defended. "The man knows me."
"Does he know you've been hurt before and that you swore you'd never give your heart away to another man?"
"No." Charli tucked her hands in the back pockets of her jeans. "It never came up in a conversation."
"Does he realize, a fact I've known for a long time..." Audrey planted her fists on her hips, "that you claim you don't want a relationship, but deep down, you really want the love of your life?"
Charli clamped her hands over her ears. "All right already. You can stop now."
Audrey pulled Charli's hands down and smiled sadly. "I was there when you fell to pieces."
"And you were there to pick them up for me." Tears welled in Charli's eyes. "You've always had my back."
"I would be no friend to you now, if I didn't play devil's
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