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“Sorry. It’s just when I think of all the time I spent watching porn and masturbating…” She shook her head. “Never mind, it’s not important.”

A smirk appeared on his face. “I’ll be the judge of that.”

“Oh, no.” She shook her finger at him. “You’re not getting off that easy. I want to know everything.”

The smirk turned into a grimace. “Everything?”

“Start with the highlights, and then you can go back and fill in the details.”

“Highlights. Okay.” He blew out a breath. “I went the first time because I had just broken up with someone, and I was looking to blow off steam. The club makes everyone sign an NDA, so?—"

“Club?” she interrupted. “Here in Detroit?”

He shook his head. “In Grand Rapids. I haven’t been since I moved.”

“Oh.” That was a vague disappointment—she wouldn’t have minded seeing the inside of a swinger’s club. “Sorry. Continue.”

“Where was I?”

“NDA.”

“Right. It felt safe, so I gave it a try. It was fun, so I kept going. Then I moved, so.” He shrugged. “I stopped.”

She had so many questions. “Do you miss it?”

“No.”

He said it with such simple finality that she blinked. “Not even a little?”

“I miss my friends,” he admitted. “But the rest? Not really.”

“You stay in touch with people you met there?”

His color, which had faded as they talked, zoomed back into the red zone. “Um. Yeah.”

Why was that making him blush, she wondered, then her jaw dropped as it hit her like a ton of bricks. “Oh my God, it’s Tuck and Esme, isn’t it?”

He just sighed. “Yeah.”

“You had sex withEsme?”

He was all but squirming beneath her. “Yes.”

An image of Esme, beautiful and built and va-va-va-voom, popped into Brynn’s head. “Wow.”

“Wow?” he echoed.

“I’m sorry, that’s all I’ve got. Wait, did you have sex with Tuck, too?”

“No.” His lips twitched. “I’m straight.”

“Oh.” Deflated, she kissed that fantasy goodbye. “Bummer.”

“Sorry to disappoint.” He laid his hands on her thighs, a curious light in his eyes. “This isn’t freaking you out?”

“Not really. Is it supposed to?”

“I thought it might,” he admitted. “Worried it might.”

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