Married Lovers by Jackie Collins Read Free Book Online

like to party.”
    “No, really ?” Cameron said, feigning surprise. “Who would’ve guessed?”
    “Don Verona,” Lynda sighed dreamily. “Any chance of persuading him to come work out here?”
    “Now why would I do that?” Cameron said. “He has his own perfectly set-up gym, and besides, I don’t want anyone here getting their hands on him. I’m building up our private client list so that when we leave we’re not accused of stealing any Bounce clients.”
    “When?” Dorian wanted to know.
    “Soon,” Cameron assured them. “We’re well on our way. I’m checking out a few locations next week.”
    Dorian’s next client entered the premises. He was a buff-looking soap actor who was firmly in the closet. Flashing a set of newly crowned teeth he winked at Lynda.
    “Hi Roger,” Dorian said, greeting his client with a macho punch on the arm. “Are we ready to stretch those lovely muscles?”
    Roger threw another wink–this time at Cameron. “Let’s go, Dorian,” he drawled. “I couldn’t be more ready.” He and Dorian walked off.
    “Why does he do that?” Lynda complained.
    “Do what?”
    “Act all sexy and straight. We all know he’s even gayer than Dorian.”
    “He’s an actor,” Cameron said sagely. “It’s all about the image.”
    “I suppose,” Lynda said, adjusting a display of lotions and oils sitting on her desk. “What you doin’ tonight?”
    “Nothing much,” Cameron replied, deciding not to mention that Don Verona had invited her to dinner, an offer she’d declined. Lynda would throw a fit if she knew.
    “Here’s the thing,” Lynda said casually. “Carlos has a cousin from Mexico City in town. Apparently this dude is mucho hunky. I haven’t met him, but if my Carlos says he’s hot, then—”
    “No!” Cameron said, vigorously shaking her head. “How many times do I have to tell you?”
    “Tell me what? ” Lynda asked innocently.
    “No! No! No!” Cameron insisted.
    “It’s not a set-up,” Lynda wailed. “Just a friendly feast at Houston’s . You know how you love the spare-ribs there, an’ you’d be doing Carlos a big favor.”
    “She’s not doing anyone a favor,” Dorian interjected, returning to collect an armful of clean white towels. “Don’t you get it–our Cameron is all work and no play.”
    “Please don’t speak about me as if I’m not here,” Cameron said. “As a matter of fact, Katie’s in town. We’re going to her boyfriend’s gig at The Roxy . I’m taking Cole.”
    “Cole!” Dorian said, pausing on his way back to his client. “How come you didn’t invite me ?”
    “Because I invited Cole,” Cameron answered briskly. “Next time I’ll invite you.”
    “Thanks a lot,” Dorian huffed. “Just because he’s the most handsome black man on earth.”
    “No. Blair Underwood is,” Lynda insisted. “An’ then Boris Kodjoe an’ oh yeah–Taye Diggs–only Taye is kinda short, an’ I like my men tall.”
    “Carlos is five feet ten inches,” Dorian sniped. “Hardly a giant.”
    “Yeah, well let me tell you this–he’s a giant in the place where it really matters,” Lynda shot back, brown eyes flashing.
    “Okay, okay, you two,” Cameron said. “Quit with the bickering. And Dorian, I had no idea you were into rock concerts. They’re all rough and noisy and filled with sweaty rock fans.”
    “Sounds très sexy,” Dorian purred. “Take me! Take me!”
    “Anything sounds sexy to you,” Lynda snapped.
    Cameron had three afternoon clients left, then she was through for the day. She thought about how much she was looking forward to meeting up with Katie, whom she hadn’t seen in two years. Katie and Jinx were the only people who knew about Gregg and what had taken place between them. None of her other friends had any idea that she was actually married.
    Oh God! She was still married. How depressing. Had to do something about that . And she would. Soon. Eventually she’d hire a lawyer and discuss her options.
    As she