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couldn’t quite figure out how. All he knew was that the threesome was more than unforgettable. It was life-changing.
    Finally leaving the bathroom, he cranked up the coffee pot and waited for the coffee to perk. Embarrassment washed over him when he recalled how quickly he’d crawled out of Emily’s bed, grabbed his clothes and run for cover. Had he even bothered to say “good morning” before taking off like some criminal?
    Shame. That was the feeling eating away at Nick, and for the life of him, he could not understand why. They’d had a good time--maybe a whole lot better than good. He’d been able to please his girl and get an eagle-eye view of what pleased her in the process. What could be wrong with that?
    Maybe I didn’t mind Drake being there. Maybe I actually liked having him there. Nick Scott had never had occasion to question his sexuality, and he wasn’t about to start now. But he did question why he’d been so comfortable with the other man, watching him make love to his woman, sharing her, pleasing her in tandem. At the time, it felt like the most natural thing in the world. And that bothered Nick more than anything else.

    * * * *

    William prided himself on being a rational man, open to discussion about anything and everything. He slathered cream cheese on a bagel, and calmly pondered the night he’d spent with Emily and Nick.
    He was guilt-free, elated, and more than a little satisfied with the recent turn in events. Why sharing Emily with another man made him feel closer to her was a question he couldn’t answer, and he didn’t much care. For the first time in their relationship, he saw her open up and truly enjoy herself. She’d never been so sexy or beautiful.
    Nick’s reticence hadn’t been unexpected; after all, a man’s man like him probably thought their close proximity might “gay” him up. And so what if it did? William had no such qualms about exploring his sexuality, what pleased him and what got him off. Nick, while a bit of an asshole, was certainly a gorgeous physical specimen, and William had no problem admitting that seeing Mr. Blond Beefcake All American in action sent him into overdrive. Nope. Not sorry, not embarrassed, not going to blame what happened on the booze.
    As he finished breakfast, William considered his options, searching for the best way to engineer another round. It wouldn’t be easy. Emily and Nick were two of the most stubborn people he’d ever met, and he predicted rejection if he came off as too needy. He’d have to let them think it was their idea to continue their mutually beneficial merger.

    Chapter Four

    Nick moved down the corridor heading toward his apartment, his hand jangling his keys. He hadn’t left the office until nine, and the only thing he wanted to do was grab a quick sandwich and crawl into bed. He stopped short, eyes widening as he noticed the man standing in front of his door. “Drake? What the hell are you doing here?”
    “We need to talk,” he said quietly.
    “Talk? About what, exactly? Man, I’m beat, and I know you are too. Aren’t you doing all the leg work for the Chalmers case this month?” William smiled and shrugged.
    Eying him warily, Nick waited until William stepped aside so that he could unlock the door. “Seriously, if you think--”
    “Aren’t you always the one on Emily’s case about telling people what they think? Don’t make assumptions, Nick. I’m here to talk to you so you’ll be under no misapprehensions.”
    “Oh, boy, this oughta be good,” Nick said with a bravado he didn’t feel. “Come inside, but make it quick, okay?”
    “Sure thing.”
    He led William into the living room, tossing his briefcase on the taupe sectional. William couldn’t conceal his curiosity as he took in the muted décor, fine art and shiny wood floors. “What were you expecting, man? Bear skin rugs, nude centerfolds and leather?”
    William grinned. “Yeah. That’s exactly what I expected.”
    “Yeah, well,