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computer guru,” said Rhion.
    “Why?”
    “Because the office area is secure. People can’t just wander around. But if anyone who worked here was able to access the roof, we’d need a button for that,” explained Cadfael.
    “I understand. Like anyone can go down, just not up.”
    Cadfael smiled at her and Willow’s heart started beating faster. A whole lot faster. These men were so totally delicious. She still found it hard to believe they were both interested in spending time with her.
    “Would you like to spend some time in my apartment?” asked Cadfael.
    Willow’s immediate thought was “Hell, yes,” but she suspected he wasn’t going to show her the bedroom. Not that she was ready to sleep with them or anything. But she’d really enjoyed their kisses.
    She wanted to think of a smart reply about it being an overused pickup line, but her tongue stuck to the roof of her mouth. Just as well. If he didn’t mean it as a pickup line I’d look pretty stupid. So she just nodded and turned to walk back to the stairs.
    They only walked down one flight and she realized Cadfael’s apartment must be on the top floor. When she’d brought them here to dinner, Eilidh had swiped her card and they’d all been talking so she hadn’t really noticed. She supposed that was logical. He was the managing director of this mall after all. “Do you have an apartment here, too, Rhion? Or is it just Cadfael?” she asked.
    “I do. But not up here in the higher echelons of power.”
    Since he didn’t give her any details she didn’t ask what floor he was on. But she wondered. And she also wondered if some of the other managers had apartments here, too. Like the movie theater manager. He must work mighty long hours. Or maybe he had an associate who did the morning shift.
    As she’d remembered, the living room of Cadfael’s apartment was spacious, but not lavish. It was also decorated nicely, but not extravagantly. The pictures on the walls were prints, not original oils. But the view out the window was amazing. It was starting to get dark and already the multicolored city lights were being switched on. “This view must be awesome after dark. The curtains were closed last night and I didn’t realize.”
    “I hope you’ll stay long enough to see it,” said Cadfael.
    She wasn’t too sure how to answer that, or even if it needed an answer, so remained silent. She really hoped this meant they liked her, but they weren’t sending her bedroom-type signals. And even if they had been, she still wasn’t completely certain she was ready for that yet. But kissing, oh hell yes. She wanted more kisses.
    Willow wasn’t given very long to think about what would happen next. Cadfael turned her to face him and tugged her closer to him. She lifted her face to watch his eyes, and he took that as assent, and kissed her. His body was rock-hard, and she leaned into him, opening her mouth and sending her own tongue to explore his tongue, his teeth, and the roof of his mouth.
    Rhion moved up behind her, leaning his body against her back. His hands slid up inside her T-shirt and moved inexorably toward her breasts. Long before he touched her nipples her panties were damp with need, and she was sucking on Cadfael’s tongue with desperation.
    They broke apart to breathe, and Cadfael laughed softly as he nuzzled her neck, then sucked an earlobe. Willow leaned back against Rhion, pushing her breasts up into his hands. His fingers were never still, tweaking her nipples, smoothing the skin of her breasts, and stroking the soft underside of the globes.
    Just as she was about to grab hold of Cadfael’s shoulders, he bent down and put both hands on her jeans, slowly unzipping the fly. She knew he was moving so very slowly partly to tease her, but also as a way of requesting her permission. But she wanted more. She wanted to touch both these men in the way they were touching her. So she lifted her arms to Rhion’s head, holding it still so she could