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she wouldn’t just enjoy in bed. He was a man
she could enjoy hanging out with. That wasn’t that common of a thing.
    “You need something to do to get your mind off your brother.
He is looking good, and he is having a good time. He bought you a present.”
    “Wait, what did he buy me?”
    “It’s a surprise.” And it had been sweet watching him trying
to decide what to buy Maura. It was hard not to admire a brother who loved his
sister so much. “Go find a guy to play with. What about Zeke?”
    She sighed. “Rory’s in town.”
    “And?”
    “They’re lovers.”
    That brought her up short. “Oh, I thought Zeke was
heterosexual. I mean, you’ve slept with him.”
    “Once, and it was good, but he doesn’t like BDSM. Sometimes
he likes men. It’s an odd relationship.”
    “So, he’s bi.” She shrugged. “That shouldn’t bother you.”
    “No, but it’s like he wants to keep Rory and me separate. It
isn’t like they try to hide that they’re sleeping together, but he won’t leave
us alone.”
    Odd. “What’s Rory like?”
    Maura made a humming noise.
    Jillian smiled. “That good?”
    “Yeah. Worse, I know he’s a Dom. It makes me want to take a
big bite out of his ass every time I see him.”
    “And I take it that Zeke disagrees?”
    “Yeah. He’s so uptight. You should have seen his reaction
when I said something about a threesome. He was so pissed.”
    Jillian had a feeling it was another kind of emotion. She
had gotten to meet Zeke a few times, and she was pretty sure that he was in
love with Maura. Now, with this old boyfriend who is a Dom…he wouldn’t have
brought him along if Zeke hadn’t wanted to at least try a ménage. But telling
Maura would be a waste of time.
    “I don’t know what to do, and he makes me feel guilty for
wanting him. But, dammit, they both have those Irish accents, and it just kills
me.”
    “I think you just need to let it happen. Don’t force it.”
    “But you know I like a plan.”
    Jillian rolled her eyes. Maura did like a good plan, and she
tried to plan everything out. From the time she got up in the morning until the
time she went to bed, Maura had her life planned. That was one thing brother
and sister had in common.
    “Well, go forth and get some booty. I am taking care of your
brother. He is actually getting some relaxing time in, and he has a bit of a
tan. Which is odd because the man lives in Miami, and he looked like an albino
when he arrived.”
    She laughed. “What are you doing tonight?”
    “Conner’s going out tonight. He apparently knows someone
here from his FBI days. He left about an hour ago to meet up with him. I’m
heading into Honolulu to go to Rough ‘n Ready. By the way, thanks for hooking
me up with Micah Ross. He’s going to let me come in and observe for research.”
    “You might find someone you like there.”
    “I’m sure I will. But I told you, not my kind of thing.” Not
really. Jillian knew that she wanted—almost needed—a Dom in her bedroom. She
knew enough about the subject, but she also knew her one big hang up. Trust.
    “Call me and let me know how things are going, and I want to
know what happens at the club.”
    She had to promise three or four times before Maura would
actually hang up. With a sigh, she tugged her shirt and pants off. She’d
already slapped on a little makeup, so all she needed was clothes that fit her.
As she looked through her closet, her family cell phone rang. She thought about
ignoring it, but it was kind of late for an East Coast call.
    She saw the number and sighed. “Hello, Blanche.”
    “Have you talked to Charles?”
    No hello, how are you doing? Just give me my fucking money.
Or rather, give me my son’s fucking money.
    “I did, and he said Brent would just have to deal with it on
his own.”
    “How is he supposed to live?”
    “Live?”
    “He isn’t like you.”
    She sat on her bed as her head started to throb. If Hindus
were right about reincarnation, she must have