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Tristan saluted him with his glass. “God’s truth there, son.”

“Glad to know you both feel that way.” Juliet grinned. “So, yeah, I tried it once or twice and figured my friends were on crack since some claimed they could get off better that way. Not me. Of course high school boys are hit or miss anyway, and put them back there?” She gave a mock shudder and ran her fingertip around the edge of her glass. “Then I went to Paris and met someone, and it was different. Way different. Everything was. I guess you could say I became a convert. If I have the right partner.”

Tris toyed with her pinky. “What about two partners?”

“Two, hmm? That seems like a lot of action to work up to. It’s been a while for me.”

“So you weren’t having regular sex and no anal either?”

“So inquisitive.” She poked Tris’s chest. “I’ve been focused on the band. Sex hasn’t been at the forefront of my mind.” She fluttered her eyelashes. “Until now.”

“What was different about us?” Randy asked. “Different about Tris anyway. Why did you decide to do the deed with him after waiting all those years?”

“Because it was time,” she said simply. “I was tired of wondering, and it’s silly to be afraid. I’m on the damn pill, and there’s condoms. Though Elle told me last week how her brother knocked up Lila while she was on the pill, but—”

Tris held up a hand. “Hey there. Let’s just go back to talking about sex, k?”

She grinned. “Double protection is good for me.”

“And me,” Randy agreed. “Harper’s kid is cute, but I like being able to pop in for a visit and take off. Not sure children are my scene beyond that.”

She glanced at Tris. “Guess we don’t even have to ask you where you stand there.”

“No. I’m not the kids and family man type.” He shrugged. “Glad it works for some, but I’m a bit more unconventional than that. My requirements are different.”

She snuggled closer to him on the sofa. “What requirements are those?”

“I like to fuck.” He said it without embarrassment or hesitation, and then fisted a hand in her hair. “While it feels good for as long as it does. Then everyone moves on, no harm no foul. No hurt feelings and definitely no regrets.”

“Sounds as if we’re of one mind, sir.” Juliet finished off her wine and set the glass aside. “So am I going out of turn if I say never have I ever come as much or as hard as I did the other night?” She licked her lips. “I want more.”

Randy swallowed the questions he’d intended to ask. About her past, about that less than stellar family life she’d mentioned, about so many things. Instead, he picked up the platter of muffins and pastry and headed down the hall to Tris’s room.

“Is he taking off?” Juliet asked from the living room, not exactly making an effort to be quiet.

“No. Think we’re relocating to the bigger bedroom, aka mine. His is a closet with windows.”

“By choice,” Randy called back, setting the desserts down on the table in Tris’s bedroom. “I don’t need a blinged out room like you do.”

His buddy was right though. Tris’s room was definitely bigger and more well suited for the night that stretched ahead. His bed was gigantic, with enough room to stretch out and play. Exposed wood beams framed the California King mattress and he had more than enough pillows to please Juliet. The walls were exposed brick like most of the rest of the converted warehouse apartment, and the sitting area had a dark purple chaise that gave Randy interesting ideas, especially when paired with the mirror that stood behind it.

“Makes the space look bigger,” Tris had explained when Randy moved in.

“Sure.” Randy had laughed, thinking Tris was as big of a freak behind closed doors as he’d guessed.

Tonight he’d get to see that up close and personal for the second time. He’d also get to let his own inner freak loose one more time.

Then there was Juliet, who was now standing behind him in the doorway and checking out the room with wide dark eyes.

“This is some space you have here, Eves.” She skirted around Randy and turned a wide circle, checking everything out. After a moment, she wandered over to the freestanding fireplace not far from the sitting area. “Can we light this?”

Randy elbowed Tris as he entered the room. “See, ambience. Chicks dig it.”

“Stop lying. You dig it more than chicks, lighting boy.” Tris rolled up the sleeves of his thermal shirt. “Sure. It’s not always cool enough for a fire here, but tonight it is. Especially if we’re all going to be naked.”

“That’s the spirit.” Juliet laughed and wandered back over to pinch the corner off one of the muffins. Rather than eating it herself, she offered it to Randy, who nibbled it off her fingers.

But he didn’t stop there. He devoured what she’d given him and hauled her closer, burying his hands in her hair as their lips touched. She responded in kind, rising up on her tiptoes. In her sexy high-heeled boots, she was much closer to his mouth, and he definitely couldn’t fault that.

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