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had not batted an eyelash at the cock ring or the dildo. She wondered how he might feel about another partner in bed with them. Would he share her with another woman? Perhaps that would be the final straw. Resolved to finally prove to him how unsuitable a baroness she would be, she set about making arrangements for the evening’s entertainments.
    The clock showed four after nine when he appeared in the salon wearing his mask and de rigueur dark clothes. Marie reminded herself she needed to push him away not try to attract him, so she had no business fixating on him. Even less, allowing her heart to soften in the face of his persistence. She must be strong or they would both be hurt in the long run.
    He smiled at her from across the room. As he stalked toward her, slow and steady with sensual intent, she felt her core grow warm and begin to dampen. Her nipples puckered and chafed against her clothing as desire threatened to overwhelm her good sense. He extended his hand and helped her rise from her seat. “Good evening, Madame. You look stunning as always.”
    “Thank you, my Lord.” She curtsied. “Phillipe has made your usual arrangements if you will follow him.” She waved her liaison over.
    “My Lord, if you please.” He bowed and gestured toward the stairs. Heart seemed confused for a moment, but then went along with Phillipe without issue. Marie returned to her seat for a few minutes before rising and retreating to her office. There, she slipped into the servants’ hall and scurried upstairs to their room.
    Darting in through the door, she turned around and found Heart sitting by the fire sipping a brandy without his mask on. One sardonic brow lifted in response to her frenzied entry to the room. “I take it that little charade was done for my benefit?”
    “Indeed. I did not warn you for fear you would object. After this morning’s gossip, we must be more circumspect. I will not meet with you in the salon any longer. You will come here in the future to meet with me.”
    “Very well. If it soothes your concerns, then I will concede the point. But, not because I believe what we do matters one whit to anyone outside of this room. I’ll do it for you, Marie.” He set his glass down and gestured for her to come to him.
    She sighed, but accepted his reluctant compliance with her wishes and joined him by the fire. “Thank you. Now, I have a little surprise planned for tonight.”
    “What might that be?” He tugged her down in front of him and worked the pins from her hair, letting the heavy, silken strands cloud around her shoulders.
    “Mmmm. I can’t remember with your hands in my hair like that.” She settled against his legs, enjoying the sensuous feeling of his fingers massaging her scalp. Relaxed and drifting she almost missed the soft click of the door closing. Heart remained oblivious, but her pulse raced as she anticipated his reaction.
     
     
    Focused on the silky slide of his fingers through her hair and the retrieval of all the pins, it was rather shocking when a pair of hands slid down over Jonathan’s shoulders and a vaguely familiar feminine scent engulfed him. “What the devil?” He sat forward out of the woman’s reach.
    “It’s okay, Heart. You remember Celeste. She is one of my best girls, and I asked her to join us this evening. I believe most men fantasize about having two women at one time, and I intend for you to have that experience with me.”
    His jacket seemed to slip from his shoulders as Marie’s words penetrated his confusion. She had arranged for another woman to join them? What would a man do with two women? How could he manage them both? “Marie, really this is not—”
    “I want this. I sometimes enjoy the charms of my own sex as well as men. Is that so hard to accept? I thought you might enjoy this with me.” Marie stared at him as though his rejection of this would be a rejection of her. He would not do that. He could accept all of her in order to have her in