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her blood had made another customer pass out right there in the chair.
    “What in the world is wrong with you today?” Rachel whispered as she stepped into the back room where Sophie had been hiding out while nursing her fresh wound. Rachel placed the first-aid ointment and a package of bandages on the nearby countertop.
    “Thanks for taking care of Mrs. Philips. I really appreciate it. I appear to be all thumbs today.”
    “And cut fingers,” Rachel chuckled as she shook her head.
    Despite her nervousness Sophie lifted her head and grinned at Rachel’s amused smile.
    “It appears so.”
    “Is it deep?” her assistant asked as she peered at the cut.
    “Just a nick. I’ve had worse when I was learning how to be a hairstylist. How is my latest victim? Is she still passed out?”
    She held her breath as she awaited Rachel’s answer. Thankfully she smiled with reassurance.
    “She couldn’t stay. You were right when you said you remembered she has a phobia for blood. She left, but not before I gave her a free gift certificate for her next haircut.”
    Sophie relaxed. “You did good. Thanks for covering for me again.”
    “Hey, it’s not your fault that the lady has a phobia. When I saw her face go white and her eyeballs roll into the back of her head, I thought she was having a heart attack or something.”
    “Me too. Until I remembered about the problem.”
    “Speaking of problems, your mind is not here today. What have you been thinking about? Is something wrong?”
    Heat whipped into Sophie’s face and Rachel’s eyebrows lifted in response.
    “You’re blushing. I have never seen you blush before, boss. Who are you thinking about? Did you meet someone hot and exciting? I mean, I would be flushed if a guy looked like the two hunks that came in late afternoon yesterday for haircuts…” Her words trailed off and a bright look flashed across her face.
    “Do you know them?” she asked. “I mean, they did ask for you specifically.”
    More heat fused into Sophie’s cheeks. Oh crap!
    “Oh,” Rachel whispered as her lips formed a perfect little O.
    “It’s not what you’re thinking,” Sophie said quickly. She grabbed the first-aid ointment and hoped Rachel would let this topic of conversation drop. She didn’t.
    “You know them, don’t you? That’s why your cheeks are so red. You know them very well. I’ve been in town for several months and this is the first I’ve seen them. Who are they?”
    “Just friends,” Sophie wished her voice didn’t sound so high-pitched and excited.
    “Such distracting friends.” The pleased undertone in Rachel’s voice had Sophie gazing at Rachel again. Her assistant winked and a warm feeling of a newly found friend flooded Sophie. It was nice to see Rachel being so playful. It was a huge change from her usual serious attitude.
    Sophie shrugged her shoulders in defeat.
    “Okay fine, the three of us used to be in a relationship.”
    Rachel’s cheeks blushed pink as understanding flooded her face and curiosity brightened her green eyes.
    “The three of you? Like in a ménage relationship? How does that work?”
    “Well, for one, the guys have to be able to share the woman without jealousy. And I can tell you that once I went ménage I haven’t been able to go back, if you know what I mean.”
    Rachel nibbled on her bottom lip and nodded her head.
    “No, I don’t know, but I always wondered about ménages…so how did you meet them?”
    “The Key Club. On one of their spanking ménage nights. Years ago.”
    “And where have they been all this time?”
    Pain speared through Sophie at the question.
    “They left town because of work.”
    “And they came back…for you,” she said in a wide-eyed naive whisper.
    “They just dropped in to say hi and to get a haircut.” That was all there was to it. She probably would never see them again, especially after giving them a frosty reception yesterday.
    If you want something , you will have to go out and fight for