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Dakota replied, leaning in. “We even do stuff together – like threesome stuff.”
    “Yeah,” James said, taking a step back. “I’m fine with one woman.”
    Hayley made a face. “Even if it’s her?”
    “Especially if it’s her,” James said.
    Dakota and Hayley exchanged a look. “I think he’s got that Stockholder’s Syndrome or something.”
    “He must.”
    “It’s Stockholm, you twits,” Mandy said.
    “Stockholm isn’t a real thing,” Dakota countered. “Don’t try and confuse us.”
    Mandy made an exasperated sound in the back of her throat. “Go over there,” she said, pointing. “Those two guys trying to fit those fins on their heads look like they’re right up your alley.”
    Hayley didn’t look happy with the suggestion, but the two buff guys were enough to keep her attention. The young blondes started drifting in that direction. When they were gone, Mandy turned to James. “You like me better, right?”
    “I like you better than anything,” James said, slinging an arm around Mandy’s shoulders and dropping a kiss on her forehead. “Now, look at your sharks.”
    Mandy started to turn back to the water and then quickly swiveled back. “Will you pretend to be Martin Brody for me later tonight?”
    “Will I pretend to be a shark hunter and then ravage you?”
    “Yes.”
    “Baby, you never need to ask. I’m always up for that.”
     
    “WHY AREN’T you naked yet?”
    James’ hands were on Mandy’s waist, his mouth hot against hers as they tried to climb the steps to the house without tripping.
    “We’re not inside yet,” Mandy panted.
    “We’re close enough,” James said, pushing her windblown hair away from her face. “I need you naked.”
    “I … oh, what are you doing with your fingers?”
    “Shh,” James said, rubbing his hand against her thigh beneath her cutoffs. “Kiss me, wife.”
    Mandy slipped her tongue into James’ mouth, her hand snaking around his neck to keep him close. “I need you inside of me.”
    “I need to be inside of you,” James said, rummaging through his pocket for the keys to the front door of the house. “You have no idea how much I need to be inside of you. Dammit! Why can’t I find the keys?”
    “I think that is in the way,” Mandy said, pointing to his obvious erection. “Just … calm down a little.”
    “I thought you wanted me to play shark hunter?”
    “We have all night.”
    “It doesn’t feel like it,” James grumbled, crowing with triumph when his fingers closed around the key ring. “Yes!”
    “Touchdown,” Mandy enthused. “Now, open that door.”
    James reached his hand forward, pulling up short when he realized the door was already ajar.
    “Come on, James,” Mandy urged, slipping her tongue in his ear.
    James tightened his arm around Mandy’s waist, but he didn’t respond to her ardent kisses. After a moment, Mandy realized something was wrong. She pulled away from him, focusing her attention on the door.
    “Oh, man, are you kidding me?”
    “Someone has been here,” James said, his tone grim.
    “Someone hates me,” Mandy said. “Why does this keep happening to us?”

Four
    When James woke the next morning, Mandy’s blonde tresses were spread over his chest. Somehow, during the middle of the night, the ties holding her hair to the side had been lost. Now, the flaxen cascade covered his heart – like it always should – and her head was heavy in the crook where his arm met his shoulder.
    They’d had a late night, and not for the reasons James would’ve preferred. He’d searched the house for intruders, and then they’d called the local police. James wasn’t sure it was necessary, but he didn’t own the house. He figured, for insurance reasons alone, he should be responsible.
    The police had arrived promptly, searching the house from top to bottom. No intruder was detected, and as far as James could tell, nothing had been stolen. By the time they left in the wee hours of the morning,