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There was silence on the line. So far he hadn't given Shayne an invitation that had been extended the past few nights to merely come to the estate. What he was offering right now was much more important. Khalid could feel Marty's readiness now, the tension filling her, the need, the desire to have their third finally, fully, join them. And perhaps it would distract her from the questions that he knew raged within her.
"Do you think she's ready to take it that far?" Shayne asked. "It's pretty soon, Khalid. "
"I believe she is more than ready, as am I. I believe it is time we see where her adventurous nature takes her. " He turned and paced to the windows, frowning as he looked into the gardens spread out before him, opposite the front of the house.
Was that what she wanted? He knew that sexually she was ready. She had been ready for years. For Marty, the knowledge of the lifestyle he lived was as familiar to her as the knowledge of sexual intimacy was to other women.
He couldn't see her stressed out over the act of a menage itself, but perhaps she was concerned that he hadn't mentioned it, that his commitment to her required it.
"I'll be available," Shayne promised. "Whatever our black-hearted terrorist is up to, he's not moving quickly. But if he does poke his snout out of his hole, then I'll be on the run. "
"Agreed. " Khalid nodded. "I'll arrange everything. Meet us at Defacto's at seven for drinks before dinner. "
"I'll be there," Shayne assured him. "Tell me, though, does Marty know about this little dinner date?"
Khalid grimaced. "The woman is making me insane, Shayne. She comes to my home and catches her fathers here. She should have been angry. Rather than anger, though, she was a seductress stealing my soul, only to blow cold an hour later. "
"In other words, she fled your bed as fast as you fled it the first time?" Shayne's amusement grated on Khalid's nerves.
"No, I mean exactly what I said," he snarled, uncertain what to do with the frustration tearing through him.
"Marty's pretty straightforward," Shayne stated. "If she has a problem, she'll tell you eventually. Once she figures out you're too stupid to figure it out yourself. And I'd say a smart man would have already guessed that she'd appreciate the truth. I'm guessing you still haven't gotten around to tell her about Lessa. "
He hadn't. He intended to. Each day he planned to, but damn if he wanted to see the adoration, even beneath the anger, change to disappointment.
The guilt that he hadn't protected Lessa, that he hadn't considered what could happen if his brothers escaped the trap laid for them. It weighed on him. The fault was with him. He had failed her, he had failed Abram, and the thought of seeing that knowledge in Marty's eyes was nearly more than he could bear.
Khalid glared down at the gardens, though the look was directed more toward Shayne's comment as well as his past. A past he couldn't change, no matter how he wished it were possible.
"She's well protected. She knows she's in danger. There is nothing where the past is concerned that could help her in protecting herself. "
"You're not as smart as I thought you were," Shayne stated coolly. "Hiding this from her isn't going to gain you any brownie points when she finds out the full truth, my friend. "
"She's sleeping in my bed, isn't she?" he snapped out tersely.
"No, she's not. She's having sex in your bed. She's napping in it until you get up and leave the room. She's been sleeping in her own bed. " Shayne laughed as he repeated Marty's arguments. "Think about that. See you tomorrow. "
The call was disconnected as Khalid brought it from his ear and stared down at it with a killing look.
To compare him to the incompetent fools who had sniffed after Marty over the years was uncalled for. She may not be sleeping in his bed, but she was definitely his. She had given him the gift that no other man had ever known from her. She had given him her innocence.
His eyes narrowed at the thought of that. She had given it to him, but she sure wasn't giving him the commitment that went with it.
And that would end now.
She belonged to him, and, he decided, it was time she figured out that gem of information.
It was time to seduce the seductress.
Chapter 11
Dinner went surprisingly well as far as Khalid was concerned. Marty and Shayne had a slow, easy rapport, an awareness of each other that, in Marty's case, only revealed itself in Khalid's presence.
A new tension seemed to fill Marty, however, as they ate and then lingered over drinks to discuss a variety of
subjects. It was as though she knew the significance of easing into this evening, of establishing a level of comfort within the arousal that flared throughout the evening.
She was ready for this, he assured himself. But one thing was for certain. If she weren't ready for it, she would have informed them of it long before now.
