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obsessed. Sorry but you’re down to three men for dinner. Might as well stay since you made dessert.” He nodded to her apple pie.
    Shrugging, she could be flexible but she wanted to challenge Dom. “Three guys. If you step up your game, Dominic, I think I’ll be content for now.”
    * * * *
    “You like her.” Monty elbowed his brother as they set the table for dinner.
    Dom enjoyed the play without commitments of the party and loved that he had a close family, but sometimes, they knew him too well. “I’ve always liked her. If she stayed home for more than a month at a time, I might get to know her even better.”
    They kept their voices low.
    Cassie had ducked into the washroom to dress and freshen up. Truthfully, Dom liked her naked and rumpled. The wavy, light-brown hair teased her shoulders. Her curves were perfect—no fake implants and she wasn’t some skeleton either.
    “Maybe she just needs a reason to stay?” Alex suggested.
    “Don’t.” Dom knew a meddling plan when he saw that glint in Alex’s eyes. He and Monty both liked to match make and interfere since they’d found their perfect mate. True love with hot sex did exist. It gave Dom hope, but those two now were determined to get Dom matched up so they had a woman around all the time. Ham’s kink was more challenging to find a fit for.
    “What?” Monty asked innocently. “We like her. Cassie was Alex’s first kiss.”
    Cassie walked out looking pretty and pulled together. “I was? How sweet!”
    Alex feigned shock. “I wasn’t your first kiss?”
    “We were ten. I had my first kiss at eight. Neil.” She walked over to the table. “Can I help?”
    “All done.” Monty pulled out a chair. “Sit. Neil? The guy married to Kitty and they’re with Violet Ann?”
    “That’s him. No wonder he went after Kitty. At least, now, I know why Kitty and Violet Ann stopped inviting me to their sleepovers. They really are into each other.” She put her napkin in her lap.
    Monty began dishing out food.
    “Very much into each other. Sometimes, Neil just watches them. Those three are popular, and they don’t share unless you go in for all of what they want,” Alex said.
    “They stick to that trio?” she asked.
    Dom nodded. “Mostly, yes. Plenty of people don’t like to trade partners. They want to be seen and see others. The sexual energy is contagious. You’d enjoy it.”
    “I did. Last night was engrossing. It makes sense you started it.” She poked Alex’s arm. “The multicultural thing was visually arousing. Especially to a photographer’s eye.”
    “You didn’t have a camera last night?” Dom asked.
    “No.” She blushed. “I’d never invade people’s privacy. After the oil spill and Katrina, it’s just nice to see something positive and happy.”
    “Everyone goes home happy.” Monty grinned.
    “You’re staying for a while?” Alex asked.
    Dom kicked Alex under the table. Alex grimaced but ignored the hint.
    “I need a break to clear my head and pick a new project. I have so many I want to do then something comes up. So we’ll see.” She dug in for seconds. “This food is great!”
    “Monty’s a great cook,” Alex bragged. “Stick around, and we’ll spoil you rotten.”
    “I thought the party was only monthly.” She looked eager for more but didn’t want to be the slut. Dom knew that look, desire but uncertainty.
    “Monthly for all. Private parties are whenever we want,” Alex said. “We should give you an open door invite.”
    “We do have to work. She could keep us busy for a week solid,” Dom teased.
    Cassie threw him a smoldering glance. “Don’t underestimate me. I could keep you busy until the next party.”
    Alex cleared the table and leaned over Cassie. “Sounds good to me. We’ll figure it out. Just promise me you’ll stop by for breakfast or stay over.” He winked at Dom over her head.
    Monty put the leftovers away and wrapped his arms around Alex’s waist. “Time for some one-on-one