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“Thank you, Veronica,” he replied. I wasn’t sure I liked him knowing hername.
The width of the staircase would have allowed four abreast to climb and still have room to spare. We kept to one side, and I was grateful to be near the handrail. I used it to steady myself the closer to the top we became. The staircase separated, fanning to the left and right. Mackenzie edged me to theleft.
Deep carpeting covered a wide hallway floor, and I suspected it was to control noise level. I guessed it wasn’t so nice for the occupants to hear people traipsing up and down. The corridor had rooms on either side. Each one with an identical dark oak door, and each one with anameplate.
Mackenzie paused before The Clarence Room. He inserted the key and before he turned the lock, he looked at me. He didn’t need to speak; I’d alreadynodded.
I heard a click as an old lock disengaged, he pushed the door open and stood to the side to let meenter.
The room housed a large bed with oversized pillows, a white cotton and perfectly pressed bottom sheet. A comforter was folded across the bottom. In a corner were two, leather, high-backed armchairs; the brass studs that decorated them were polished so they shone. Against one wall was an ornate sideboard and against the wall opposite the bed, heavy curtains that werepulled.
“Drink?” Mackenzie asked, as he strode to the sideboard. His brand of whiskey and a bottle of the red wine I’d drunk, were sitting on top ofit.
I shook my head. “Water though, if there is any,” Isaid.
He opened one door, which contained a mini fridge, and retrieved a bottle of water. He poured some in a glass, added ice from a bucket, and walked back to where I stood in the middle of theroom.
He waited until I’d taken a couple of sips of the water before taking the glass from my hand and placing it back on thesideboard.
He placed his hands on my shoulders and gently turned me to face the curtains. He stood directly behind and encouraged me to take a couple of stepscloser.
“Don't move,” he whispered in myear.
My heart rate had accelerated and my palms were sweaty. I took in a deep breath as he stepped to one side and pulled on a rope. As the curtains parted, I took in a gasp ofair.
The curtains had concealed a window, a window into the next-doorbedroom.
“Oh my God,” Iwhispered.
“They can’t hear nor see you. One-way glass. You’ll see and hear them only,” hesaid.
“But they know we’rehere?”
“Yes, the minute I pulled those drapes a small light turned on, letting them know they haveguests.”
“Guests?”
“Guests.”
I fell silent as Mackenzie walked and stood behind me again. His placed his hands over mine, holding them to myhips.
“Don't speak, justwatch.”
Their room was decorated in a similar fashion, except for one thing. Instead of a bed, there was a fucking, great, wooden X in the middle of the room; to one side, a low brown leather…I wasn’t sure what it was. A sofa without a back and arms? Achaise?
“I…” Before I could speak, Mackenzie had raised one hand and placed his fingers over mylips.
I watched a tall, athletic blond man circle a petite redhead, who stood side on and close to the mirror. He came to stand in front of her. He placed his fingers under her chin and tilted her head, so her gaze met his. I saw them smile at each other. I wasn’t sure why, but that smile pleasedme.
Mackenzie’s fingers left my lips, leaving a tingling in their wake, and he placed his hand back overmine.
The man looked directly at the mirror, and although Mackenzie had said he couldn’t see us, it sure felt like he was staring straight at me. I wanted to step to one side, to hide, but Mackenzie held mestill.
The man reached forward and he slowly undid the buttons of his partner’s blouse. At the same time, I felt Mackenzie’s hands run up my sides and copy him. He popped each button open in time with the man in the opposite room, then slid my shirt from myshoulders.
The woman wore a skirt; I wore trousers, but we both had them removed at the same time. I stepped out of my trousers, as she stepped out of the skirt that had pooled around herfeet.
Mackenzie unclipped my bra from where he stood behind me, and slid the straps down my arms. The man reached around his partner. I felt my hair being swept away from my neck and lips at the base. As Mackenzie kissed the length of my back, the man did the same to her chest, then stomach. I felt fingers hook under the waistband of my panties, either side of my hips. As he continued to lower, he pulled them down. He tapped one ankle and I raised it, he then did the same to the other. All the while, I watched the man do the same toher.
