to see Riya and her men. Max and Micah were financial geniuses and reclusive in their own right. Max had his arm around the perpetually happy woman. Micah stood at her other side, holding her hand.
Touching cheeks, the brunette took her in from head to toe. “You look…let me see your eyes.” Marci lifted her face and a slow smile spread over Riya’s face. “Hmm. I recognize that expression. I would give you the details but it’s better if you experience it for yourself.”
Lowering her voice, Marci murmured, “Question.” Riya leaned close. “Can you tell your men apart…you know?”
She gave a tinkling laugh and whispered, “No, but they don’t seem to mind. It gets blurry sometimes.” Mouthing the word orgasms , Riya crossed her eyes comically.
Only clapping her hand over her mouth prevented the sound of Marci’s laughter from ricocheting around the sedate room. Micah and Max grinned at her.
Quietly, Max said, “The lifestyle has no other frame of reference, Marci. Relax and know that they are ready to give you whatever it is you need.”
“It makes me feel…selfish,” she confessed.
He winked an electric blue eye. “Then they’re doing it right. I imagine, much like Riya, that you’re due some selfishness.”
Micah added, “You hustle in your professional life. Your work world will be insane for another six months and then the majority of it will be on autopilot. There are two of them. They can do the heavy lifting until you have more freedom. You should let them.”
Glancing between the threesome, she took a deep breath. “Thanks.”
“As strong as you are – as you will always be – don’t be afraid to trust them with your care in the areas that you need.” Riya’s expression was filled with joy. “It will keep you rejuvenated for other parts of your life where they aren’t able to help. All you have to do is let them in.” Glancing past her shoulder, she smiled. “Hello!”
Fahad and Nuri shook hands with the men and were catching up when Tawny appeared in their midst. Oddly, she said, “Zach and Quinn suck at hide and seek. I’m kicking their asses in this round.” Then she was gone.
Marci stared at her retreating back. When she started to ask a question, Riya shook her head. “Don’t try to figure her out. Your head will explode.”
She worked the room as a co-chair for the foundation and answered the questions she was asked. Public schmoozing wasn’t really her forte but her father had insisted she develop a modicum of ability.
When she happened on Hudson and Natalia in a quiet curtained alcove, it took her a moment to remember all the gossip she’d learned during their girls’ night out. It was fascinating to see them together at last. She blushed before whispering, “You couldn’t have shared your hiding place?”
“No,” Hudson said simply. It made her grin. He shook hands with the Ghonim cousins.
Natalia snorted and hugged her tight. “Darling, you and Hudson always act as if you’re being sent to the gallows. How it amuses me since you’re two of the most interesting people I know. Share it.”
“Sharing sucks,” he told his woman plainly.
Marci frowned. “I dislike sharing.”
Winking, Natalia glanced side to side and said nonchalantly, “Thankfully, your men do not have the same aversion. A fact that will provide you much distraction and pleasure in future.”
Flames crept up Marci’s face and she laughed nervously. “I have no idea how to respond to that.”
“You don’t. You simply soak it up and beg for more. Now, Hudson must speak to the finance executive of a restaurant purchase he’s considering.” He growled in response. “Stop it, darling. More time to play together later. For now, we must do the work .” To Marci, she added, “You may take our hiding place. Use it well.”
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