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hand away, zipped up her suitcase and dumped it on the floor.  He pleaded with her. “Come on sweetheart, I’m sure you’ve made mistakes.”
    Phoebe spoke calmly, “my mistakes do not include fucking another man while I’m in a relationship. It’s over. I have been your doormat long enough, I will not listen to your ridicule any longer and I most certainly won’t let you fuck me while you’re fucking someone else on the side. Let’s face it, she probably wasn’t your first and I’m damn sure she won’t be your last.”
    Phoebe pushed past him, stormed from the apartment and slammed the door. As she stepped into the lift, she felt proud of herself for standing up to Callum, something she should have done years ago.  She had been so afraid of caving in, it was the reason she had wanted to pack and get out before he’d arrived home. Relief washed over her. She wasn’t a spineless jellyfish after all.
    She had a lightness in her step as she left the building and hailed a cab to take her to the backpacker hostel. The hostel was twenty minutes away but only five minutes from the city and her work.
    The cab driver hefted her suitcase into the trunk of his vehicle, she gave him the address of her destination and slipped into the back seat. Her new life was about to begin and it didn’t include men!

Chapter Three
    Alistair waited while Linc slipped the key into the lock of their penthouse apartment. The door opened and Linc ushered Alistair inside with him before closing and locking the door behind them.
    Linc moved straight to a cabinet in the living room which held several bottles of spirits. The two rarely drank but liked to entertain and the cabinet was well stocked for that reason.
    “Whisky?” Linc asked. His hand was wrapped around the neck of a bottle.
    Alistair kicked off his shoes and flopped onto the sofa. The soft leather wrapped around him as he sank into it. “Yeah, with ice,” he answered.
    “No soda?”
    Alistair shook his head. “Not tonight.”
    Linc poured generous amounts of the yellow liquid into two glasses and dropped two ice cubes into each. He sauntered across the room and handed one drink to Alistair before sinking into the sofa next to him. He toed off his loafers and took a long swallow of his drink. The warmth of the liquid seared a path down his throat.
    The men sat quietly.
    Linc’s thoughts continued to argue over Phoebe. She’s just a chick for fuck sake. What’s wrong with you?
    Alistair mulled over what Linc had told him at dinner.
    “It bothers me that my body is reacting this way to a chick.” Linc broke the silence.
    Alistair gathered Linc’s hand, lifted it to his lips and slowly, seductively, kissed each finger in turn.
    Linc’s balls tightened with desire, his dick grew and thickened as blood raced south.
    “Darling, you need to let whatever this is, go. You’ll probably never see her again and you’re torturing yourself. I wish I could have seen her. Maybe then I could help you understand what it is about her that has shaken you up so badly.”
    “I know you’re right, sweetheart. You would think I was crazy if you had been there. I could understand if she’d been a statuesque beauty instead of a short, curvy frump.”
    Alistair laughed.
    Linc loved to hear his mate laugh. His cock hardened even more. He removed the glass from Alistair’s hand and drew him on to his lap. Their thickened cocks nudged at each other as Alistair’s legs straddled Lincs.
    Alistair’s head lowered until their lips found each other’s. Tongues twisted and danced, teeth clashed and they moaned into each other’s mouths.
    When they finally drew apart Alistair whispered, “I love you so much. Take me to bed.”
    Linc grinned. His lover’s lips were swollen, his mouth grazed from beard stubble. All thoughts of Phoebe were gone. “I love you so much.”
    Alistair stood and offered his hand. Linc slid his hand into it and squeezed. Hand in hand they padded to their bedroom. The