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it was you," Megan said, sinking down into the chair. This conversation needed to end. She should have just slept in.
    "So you were jealous!" Beth said, as though she'd cracked the case. "Maybe Kim is right and you just need to go for it. Men can be really dense sometimes. If you have a thing for him, you should tell him how you feel."
    "There's nothing to tell," Megan snapped, exhausted by the conversation. Why wouldn't they just leave it alone? "We're friends, and friends call each other on their bullshit. He's always picking up girls when we go away, and since we were sharing a room, I didn't want to spend my birthday weekend listening to him bang some random chick the whole time."
    Julia, the voice of reason, jumped in. "Okay. Maybe you should stop pulling the tiger's tail. Besides, Beth, aren't you the one who's always going on about how having guy friends doesn't mean you want to sleep with them?"
    "Sure, men and women can be friends," Beth said. "There's nothing wrong with it. I have tons of guy friends from work, but Megan and Peter aren't like that. They are way too close to be just friends."
    "I treat him like I would either of you. Is that so wrong?"
    "Sorry, hon. You two do look awfully relationshipy from the outside," Julia said.
    "When I first started at Millennium, I actually thought you two were married," Kim added. "The touchy-feely stuff is bad enough, but only people who are in love fight like that." She leaned over and said to Julia, "My first week on the job, the guys invited me to happy hour. It's their way of welcoming new employees to the company. Megan was there, flirting with a guy at the bar, and Peter almost stroked out watching them. When she went to the bathroom, he flew over to the bar and I thought he was actually going to punch the poor guy."
    "Ick. I remember that night," Megan said. "He's lucky I didn't find out about his little stunt until weeks later."
    "Sweetie, you two need to find a happy medium," Julia said. "You can't keep doing this. One of these days you're going to have a fight that you can't come back from."
    Megan slumped into the oversized chair, hoping that the dissection of her relationship with Peter was over. She loved the girls, but they didn't really understand her friendship with Peter. He was like a brother. A brother she thought was hot and wanted to kiss, but a brother nonetheless.
    However, now she was starting to think they could have something more. Megan had harbored the biggest schoolgirl crush on Peter for years. He was her champion, and she'd always imagined that they'd end up together. Years of girlish fantasies fueled that obsession until she finally made a fumbling attempt at seduction when she was a senior in high school. He turned her down flat and dashed any hope she'd had for her happily ever after. But she was older now and knew that sex didn't have to end in a lifelong commitment. They could have a casual sexual relationship and still just be friends. Right?
    "You should just tap that and get it out of your system," Kim said, bringing her back to reality.
    "Oh, my God. Can't we talk about something else?" Megan turned to Kim and smiled. "How's your dating life going? Met any interesting guys in New York? I've heard they have an interesting club scene there?"
    "I'm still getting settled in and I haven't had a chance to really explore," Kim hedged.
    Megan had discovered by accident that Kim had a particular taste in men. She'd been doing research for a book and was invited to a private club. Kim was the last person she'd expected to find there, in little more than lingerie, tied and on display. It wasn't something Kim advertised, and it was the perfect tender point for prodding.
    "Oh, really? So you haven't had time to meet people? I hear the city can be hard to master all by yourself," Megan said. "Do I need to talk to Simon about keeping you chained to the desk? He can be so dom ineering when it comes to business. Maybe if you beg —"
    "You know what?"