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couldn’t see what Kahu was getting out of the deal.
    “He’s having an interview with some firm or other,” Kahu said carelessly. “And don’t change the subject.” He paused, his gaze turning uncomfortable. “What did she do?”
    Connor didn’t need to ask him who he meant. For a second he sat there, then realized he was fiddling with the beer bottle in his hands. Uncharacteristic for him since he wasn’t normally a fiddler.
    Damn, did he really have to have this conversation? Ah hell, might as well say something. Kahu wasn’t going to be around for too much longer after all and the guy already knew about the divorce proceedings.
    You tell them one thing, pretty soon all the rest comes out too…
    Connor ignored the thought. “She turned up at the Law Society drinks last week.”
    “Uh huh. Don’t tell me. She wanted to know why you hadn’t signed the papers too.”
    “Yes.”
    “And you said…?”
    “I’d sign them when I was ready.”
    Kahu’s mouth turned up. He seemed to be all about smiles these days. “Jesus Christ, Connor. Anyone would think you don’t actually want to divorce your wife.”
    The bottle in his hands was starting to get warm, half the label peeled away. He put it down on the table. “She’s the one who wanted the divorce, not me.”
    “So you don’t want to divorce her then?”
    The anger simmering inside him began to come to a slow boil. He put his hands on his thighs, trying to relax his fingers. If he ignored the emotion, eventually it would go away. That’s what happened with most emotions. “What I would like is to move on.”
    “Fucking hell. Sign the papers then.”
    Connor let out a slow breath. Then he met his friend’s gaze. “I still want her, Kahu.”
    The other man frowned. “I don’t see the problem. Fuck her. Then sign the papers.”
    “Jesus, as if it’s that easy.”
    “Sure it’s that easy.”
    Connor glanced over at Lily, who was now turning in a slow pirouette at the bar, Eleanor grinning at her. “It may have been that easy for you, but it’s not that simple with us.”
    Kahu’s grin changed, as if he was thinking of some kind of private joke. “Easy is a relative term, I guess. Okay, maybe I see your point. But I still don’t get the problem.”
    “It’s not like we’re friends anymore. We’re separated.” Connor didn’t want to explain the fact that physical passion had never played a part in their marriage, especially to Kahu who before he’d fallen for Lily, had been one of Auckland’s biggest playboys. Kahu’s usual modus operandi had nothing to do with restraint, while his own… Well, restraint was his whole life. It was better that way.
    Except for now. Except for her.
    She’d always been the exception. Which was why he’d married her. Because if he could beat his hunger for her, he could beat anything. And he had beaten it. For five years he’d ignored it and pretty soon he’d ceased to feel it anymore.
    Which made it strange he kept thinking about it now. Perhaps it was the fact he hadn’t been with a woman since he and Victoria had split up. There had been plenty of opportunity, but first he’d been too busy at work and then… Then he just hadn’t been interested.
    “Okay, again, so what?” Kahu picked up his bottle again, waved it at Connor. “You don’t have to be friends for a good screw. You only have to both feel the same way. So…does she?”
    Good question. Did she? She’d never given him a sign that she did, not once.
    Do you even want to know?
    Another good question. Because if she did feel it and knew he did too…
    Once again a hot, raw sensation burst through him, the deep pull of desire that had his breath catching. Christ, this shouldn’t be happening.
    “No,” he said curtly, ignoring that too. “I’m pretty sure she doesn’t.”
    “That’s a shame.” Kahu sipped meditatively at his beer. “Because you know, if she did, you might want to organize yourself a nice little