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leave the office at six o’clock to go grocery shopping.
    As I wander the aisles, I think about what I want to cook and decide on tuna with a peppercorn crust, new potatoes with rosemary, and fried green asparagus, snap peas and a mixed-leaf salad with a simple lemon dressing.
    I find everything I need and consider what wine to pair with it. I pull out my cell and call Will. Although he’s a geek, I’ve noticed he knows his wines. Even my new favorite, the one served at home, is one of his choices. Home…that sure sounds sweet.
    “Hey, Thea.”
    “Hey, I’m not sure which wine to choose.”
    “What are you cooking?”
    “Tuna with peppercorn crust.”
    “Hmmm, I think I’ve got the perfect match here. A sparkling Australian Shiraz called Vixen.”
    I’m surprised. “Red wine with fish?”
    I can hear his grin. “It’s an excellent match, you’ll see, now come home, I’m hungry.”
    “You’re already home?”
    “Yeah, I took some work with me because I wasn’t getting anything done in the office. I’ll be glad for a little company.”
     
    Will meets me at the door when I enter the apartment with heavy shopping bags and takes them off me. He kisses me on the cheek and my knees wobble slightly. I inwardly castigate myself. I’m sleeping with Matt! How can I be thinking about sex with Will?
    “Okay, I’ll happily help out, but Tom’s already banned me from the kitchen. Apparently I’m a lost cause,” he looks at me with a youthful smile and his blue eyes twinkle at me. What great… Geez, Thea, get a grip!
    “We can chat, if you have time?” I say and look at him.
    I can see he likes the idea. “I just have to make a call and then I’m yours.”
    I’m yours . Matt used the same words. Coincidence? Deliberate?
    I start by washing the potatoes, they need the longest. Then I prepare the asparagus and sugar snaps, and rinse the salad. When the potatoes are ready, I sense Will behind me. He strokes my hair behind my ear and kisses my neck. I feel his hand that has suddenly appeared on my ass and is stroking it.
    “Would you like a glass of wine?” he asks hoarsely in my ear.
    I nod because I don’t know what else to do. My body has gone white hot, and my skin tingles where he’s just touched me. My pussy’s throbbing gently with desire. What the hell is wrong with me? I have an amazing man in my bed, and my pussy still wants more. It’s not as if the sex with Matt is boring, quite the opposite, the sex is phenomenal! I’ve never come from just penetration and with Matt it happens without me even having to think about it.
    And here’s Will, sexy as hell, and obviously interested. I can’t sleep with him too, surely? Technically speaking, Matt and I haven’t discussed exclusivity but no, I couldn’t do that to him, it’s not me.
    Will passes me a glass of amazing white wine and watches me while I cook. As he reaches for my glass, he brushes my breast, and it’s like an electric shock. He drinks from my glass and smiles at me.
    My conscience wrestles with my feelings. How can Will flirt with me like this when he knows I’m sleeping with his best friend? He’s so damn hot, and I imagine him in me. Does he get off on spanking like Matt? 
    Matt, Will, Matt, Will. My thoughts are tangled, and I no longer know what to do.
    And because—unfortunately—I’m an open book, Will gets to see all these thoughts and emotions cross my face. He watches me intently and suddenly lays a hand on my cheek. He pulls me to him and kisses me on the mouth. I tense for a moment, but it feels so good, so right, that my mouth opens for him and accepts his tongue. It circles mine slowly and hesitantly, and I moan quietly. He holds me tighter, and the kiss becomes more intense. Matt can kiss but Will, oh God, this is amazing. I’ve never been kissed like this; it’s the perfect first kiss.
    Suddenly the door opens, and I almost jump out of Will’s embrace. I’m bright red, and I struggle to hide my