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“You got a little overwhelmed,
honey, that’s all. It’s not a bad thing, just a little scary sometimes. You
were safe though. They took it pretty easy on you. I’m proud of ’em. I just
know Ron would have been tempted bad to do more than that. He’s a scoundrel
sometimes and can forget when he’s dealing with new girls. It’s my job to
remind him what’s what.”
    I gave her a long look, then said, “So it really doesn’t
bother you, Ron being with other women, even your friends?”
    “Nope” she said easily. “He always comes home with me. Take
tonight, for instance. As pretty as you are, as sexy as you look in that dress,
and because we’re in public and he can’t do much about it, by the time we get
home tonight, he’s gonna be keyed up enough to make me a very happy woman for
good long time.”
    If it worked for her, then who was I to say anything to the
contrary? I wondered if I were in love with a man, if I could share him with
other women.
    She continued, “And it’s not just me letting him be with
other women, you know. I get to be with other men, when we’re both of a mind
for it. So it’s fair, like it should be.”
    She noticed me shifting uncomfortably from one foot to
another. She laughed. “Oh don’t tell me. Michael’s got you wearing Ben Wa balls
too.”
    “Yeah. You?”
    “Yep. Well we’re a pair and a couple, aren’t we. They must
have got together ahead of time on this. Who knows what else they have planned.
Ought to be a fun night. Oh, and if you feel like you’re being pushed into
something you don’t want, you just give me a look and I’ll slow things down.
Let me take the heat. I don’t mind.”
    “Thanks, Elaine. I might need that. Michael already got mad
at me once tonight, and I don’t want to have to tell him no again.”
    “No problem, honey. Now let’s see if we can get all the way
back to our table without embarrassing ourselves and coming in the middle of
the dining room.”
    I couldn’t help but laugh.
    I was still smiling when I pushed open the door and walked
out into the front of the restaurant. I took only a few steps when I looked up
and saw three people standing by the maître d’s podium. I abruptly stopped and
stared. Elaine nearly collided into me from behind.
    He stood there, not ten feet in front of me, proud and tall
as ever, looking stately in a tailored black suit and tie. As if he sensed my
presence, he turned and faced me. He smiled and nodded a greeting.
    A tendril of recognition curled in my belly, and I nodded in
return ... to The Businessman, Gibson Reeves.
     
     

 
     
     
    Chapter 5
     
     
    Gibson said something to the men accompanying him, and while
they followed the maître d’ into the restaurant, Gibson walked toward me.
    Elaine slipped up beside me and said in an undertone,
“That’s some bad timing there, honey. He’s comin’ over. You get rid of him as
fast as you can, and I’ll make some excuse to Michael.”
    She smiled and nodded at Gibson then walked away quickly. I
stepped forward to greet Gibson.
    He took my hand and smiled at me. “What a nice surprise. You
look stunning.”
    “Thank you. It’s, uh, nice to see you. You look good too.”
Understatement, I thought. He looked better than my memory of him, even better
than my voyeur fantasy of him.
    “Are you here on a date?” he asked, and glanced around the
front of the restaurant.
    “No, I’m not,” flew out of my mouth.
    “Good,” he said.
    In a few quick strides he pulled me into the nearby deserted
coat check room and yanked the velvet curtain closed behind us. He wrapped one
arm around my waist, put his other hand behind my neck and pulled me into a
hard kiss.
    It happened so fast, I was given no time to say yes, no or
whatever. His mouth slanted hot over mine, and his tongue thrust into my mouth.
I automatically opened for him, giving him all the access he could want, and
soon my arms twined around his neck and I returned his passion in