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As if determined to regain her attention, Jed slipped the hand that had been resting at her waist in between Ethan’s body and hers and moved it lower and lower until he slipped his finger between her legs. Pleasure exploded through her as she began to move against the pressure he was creating.

When Ethan dragged his mouth from hers and took it on a slow journey down her throat, she said, “More.”

And for the life of her, she didn’t know which man she was talking to. Both of them?

Jed increased the rhythm and pressure of his finger, and Ethan moved his mouth down her throat to her breast. Pleasure built to a flashpoint. She thought she could hear murmurs, the sounds of one man and then the other saying her name. The world narrowed to the two men and the sensations they brought to her.

They could have asked anything of her and she would have given it. She wanted—no, she needed—both of them inside of her. Right now.

“Don’t stop. Please.”

It was Ethan’s hair she shoved her hands into. It was Jed’s teeth that sank into that spot he’d discovered at the base of her neck. It was Ethan’s hands that slid around and began to knead her buttocks. But it was Jed’s fingers that slid into her and began to move.

Zoë began to move, too, and the orgasm built slowly in a tidal wave that widened as it gathered force. Pleasure burst through her in a series of explosions that sent her flying and had her crying out one man’s name and then the other. And then she was falling back onto the bed.

Trapped in the aftershocks of the orgasm, she couldn’t stop trembling and she had to concentrate on breathing in and out. For a while there, oxygen hadn’t seemed important at all. Nothing else had but the two men.

Two men. What had happened to her? She’d never expected her decision to make love just once to Jed Calhoun would lead to this.

Now her life seemed to consist of bed hopping from one fantasy to another—making love with a perfect stranger, making love with two men at once.

What was next?

Opening her eyes, she aimed a look in the direction of the heavens. “That was strictly rhetorical. Forget I asked.”

Then she risked a cautious look around the bedroom. Yes, she was alone. Her little romp with Jed and Ethan had been a pure fantasy. Sitting up, she pounded a fist into the bed because she should be feeling relieved about that, not disappointed.

But she was going to get a grip. She probably wouldn’t see Ethan ever again. But she would have to try to see Jed again. The realization had her opening her eyes wide. Until this minute, she’d completely forgotten the envelope that Rad had delivered with the wine bottle last night. Quickly, she crawled out of the bed and located her bag in the living room of the suite. But she didn’t find the envelope.

It had been there when she’d arrived. She’d checked while Ethan had been in the bathroom. Immediately she began to search the suite. In the bedroom, she dropped down on her hands and knees and looked under the bed, the chair and the nightstand. Then she rose and conducted a thorough search of the bathroom and finally the living room.

Ten minutes later she had convinced herself that the envelope hadn’t fallen on the floor or slipped beneath the cushions on the sofas. It wasn’t anywhere in the suite.

The message that someone had given her to deliver to Jed was definitely gone. With a sinking heart, Zoë sat down on the edge of the coffee table and stared out the window. There was only one person who could have taken the envelope. Ethan Blair.

Clearly, she was still wearing rose-colored glasses when it came to men. Ethan Blair must have known she had that envelope all the time. She’d been on the patio when Rad had delivered it, and there were spaces between the screens. She would have been visible from the street.

She thought of his words: I felt the same thing…. Will you let me make love to you?

Had he seduced her to get the envelope intended for Jed Calhoun? Did the two men have some connection that she wasn’t aware of?

There was only one thing she was sure of. She had to warn Jed.

And two of Ethan’s men were sitting in the lobby waiting for her to come down so that they could act as her bodyguards.

That wasn’t going to happen. Not until she figured out what was going on. Straightening her shoulders, Zoë gathered her clothes and began to dress.



BAILEY MONTGOMERY liked things to make sense. Tapping her foot, she stared out the window of her office and once again went over the information she was certain of.

Gage Sinclair had arranged to meet Jed Calhoun at the Blue Pepper. That much she’d gotten from the tap she’d put on his phone. What she didn’t know were the details of what Jed had asked Gage to bring with him in that envelope.