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and concern etched into her features. “Yes.”
    “Don’t think about it.” Marty walked over to her and took a seat next to her. He rubbed her back and buried his face in her hair, inhaling deeply, always enjoying the different scents of her various shampoos.
    “Don’t think about it!” Roughly, she pulled away. “Marty, you’re asking me to invite Jerry into our bed. Why? I mean, does that turn you on?”
    “What if it does?” He stroked the sides of her cheeks. “I’m not asking you to do anything. Whatever decision you make is entirely up to you. I merely put the idea out there.” And hoped she would jump at the chance. Lacy tried anything he suggested when it came to sex, never being disappointed with the outcome. To the contrary, she used their experiences in her books. He hoped this would be just as easy.
    She huffed. “How thoughtful of you. I didn’t realize our sex life bored you so.”
    Marty laughed and wrapped his arms around her. “It’s not, believe me, no woman can give me such pleasure. But with all this talk of ménages, I just assumed, or at least thought that maybe….”
    She pulled out of his embrace and walked to the window, her back to him.
    “Don’t be mad at me, Lacy.” He went over to her and put his hands on her shoulders. She flinched at his touch. It felt like a stab in the heart. First the pull away, now this.   “I only want to make you happy, that includes any sexual fantasy, or curiosity you might have.”
    She turned to face him. “But Marty, this wasn’t a fantasy of mine.”
    “Really? You know, sometimes there are fantasies so deep, that sometimes it takes a little nudge to bring them to the surface.” Marty thought a moment. He might as well have been talking about himself. Right now he had no time to psychoanalyze himself and Lacy. He needed to keep this spark going and bring it to a raging fire.
    “This would never have surfaced if I wasn’t stuck with that damn book.”
    “Yes, it would have. Maybe not now, maybe not a month from now, or even a year. But it would have come up eventually.” She tried to move away from him, but he stopped her and held her tight. “There’s nothing to be ashamed of. You know I’m the last one to judge you.”
    “I know. It’s just that…I don’t know.”
    He continued holding her, rocking her back a forth. “Let me make love to you right now. Then maybe you’ll have a better grasp of the situation.” Her eyes focused on him. “All this sex talk got me hot,” he said, caressing her face.
    “I will admit it got me a little warm, too.”
    “Warm, I won’t tolerate. I want you melting.”
     

     
     
    Chapter Three
     
    Marty led Lacy to the bed and sat her down on the edge. He stared down at her; her breathing was erratic. She couldn’t hide her arousal. But what turned her on? The fact he wanted to make love to her, or the conversation they’d just had? He knew Lacy all too well, to the point he could almost read her mind. And why not? They were lovers and friends. His main goal in life: making and keeping her happy. Even if it meant giving her something she didn’t realize she wanted.
    He meant what he’d said earlier. He wasn’t jealous, but very intrigued. He knew why he wanted a threesome. But had she thought about engaging in a ménage à trois? Or did she shut that particular fantasy away, feeling too ashamed, only to have it reemerge again because of this book. Either way, he loved the fact it turned her on, even though she made a deliberate effort to conceal her arousal. That needed to be rectified.
    “I can tell the thought of Jerry and me turns you on.” He ran his hand through her spiral locks, enjoying the feeling of the coarse, thick curls.
    “I have a better question. Does the thought of me being with Jerry while you’re there with us turn you on?”
    He cocked his head and thought a moment. Should he tell her about their college adventures? Maybe not now. He needed to feel her out first,