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Sometimes I'm lovestruck with my honey, other times I just want to strike him. Come on, admit it, you too have wanted to bop your partner at some point. We all get aggravated with each other. When my guy is on my sh*t list, I try real hard to remember something I love about him. Here's a sweet example.
I recently had work done on my face and it looked kind of freaky. We're talking little red scabs all over my face! On Saturday date night I asked him if it was really bad and was he too embarrassed to go out with me. He said no, he was just picturing me as a little girl with freckles. Awwwww! It's times like these I remember whenever I get mad at him and the warm fuzzies chase away the anger. Enjoy the excerpt below, where Star and Adam are having a disagreement. They need to get it together because they're about to work a menage ritual with Tristan. Can't be arguing during that!
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“What’s going on?” Tristan asked after they’d left the room.
“Nothing that concerns you.”
“Everything concerns me right now,” Tristan said. He put a hand on her shoulder. “We really do need to be in tune with each other now. You look like you’re ready to spit nails.”
“Adam and I had a minor disagreement, that’s all.”
“Then kiss and make up. We need to have our heads right.” He dropped his hand from her shoulder and took hers. “Come on, wait till you see this room they have for us.”
They walked through the arched doorway to follow Genna and Adam, and Star caught her breath.
“Isn’t it beautiful in here? Walk around with me, and we’ll set up candles and get a feel for the space.”
Star had to agree—the room was lovely. One wall had floor-to-ceiling windows with a fireplace in the middle and a view of the tall, leafy trees in the back yard. Wooden beams lined the high ceilings and the floors were polished oak wood. Overhead fans turned gently, stirring a light breeze. There was a king-size bed in the middle of the room, with lots of pillows. A faint aroma of sandalwood caught her attention. Is that potpourri, or Tristan’s scent?
“This is gorgeous!”
Tristan smiled. “It is stunning. Genna told me this room is used for exclusive events. They removed the other furnishings and had a bed brought in, just for us.”
“Well, now I feel special.” Star leaned in close and whispered in Tristan’s ear. “Do you think they have listening devices in place?”
“It wouldn’t surprise me,” he whispered back. “Watch what you say.”
The two placed candles and gemstones in various spots around the room. Star detected hints of rose geranium and lavender wafting from the wax. Tristan always had a vast number of magical accessories. She had a brief image of what his closets at home must look like, and laughed out loud.
“What’s so funny?” he asked.
“Nothing. Are those rose petals?”
“They are. I thought I would use them to make our circle.”
“Nice touch.” Star watched as he flung a few on the bed, then arranged them across the pillows. Her shoulders dropped a notch, and her neck relaxed. Tristan had a flair for the romantic, and recalling their last encounter, a definite aptitude for sex. A shiver ran down her spine despite the heat in the room.
“Sure you don’t want to talk about what’s going on with you and Adam?” he asked in a low voice, coming to stand next to her.
“Not right now. I don’t want to get distracted.”
“Then let it go. Keep your attention focused here. We’ll have fun, give the Vigilar what they want and head home soon,” Tristan said.
Adam had come to join them.
Tristan looked at both of them. “Genna, would you excuse us for another moment?”
“I’m not supposed to leave you three alone. I need to make notes on everything that happens tonight that the instruments don’t record, and I don’t want to leave this equipment. It’s very precisely calibrated.”
“I promise we won’t do anything noteworthy. I need to talk to my partners, alone. You do want us all on the same wavelength, don’t you? We could use a few bottles of water, if you would be so kind.”
With a concerned glance at her equipment, Genna left.
“Here, I brought a silk robe for you, and pants for Adam and I. There’s a full bathroom connected. I’m going to take a shower. You two might want to chat. Really, we have to go into this in the right frame of mind.” He turned towards Adam and frowned.
“What are you doing with Genna’s equipment? I told her we wouldn’t touch it.” Tristan and Star walked to the table where Adam was holding an apparatus, and using his phone to snap pictures.
“Apparently you lied,” Adam said quietly. “I want to know as much as possible about what these people are doing with us. Don’t worry, I’m being careful.”
“Remember, they may have lied also, and could be watching and listening to us right now.”
“I’m aware of that,” Adam snapped.
Leaning in close, Tristan lowered his voice further. “Whatever is bothering you, get rid of it. We can’t fuck this up. We need to put on a good show, and keep our power under control, not like the last time we were together. We don’t know what the Vigilar are up to, so we need to pay close attention.”
“I’m aware of that also. Didn’t I hear you say something about a shower?”
Tristan threw up his hands and walked away. Adam continued snapping pictures, until Star put her hand on his arm.
“Tristan’s correct, we need to focus right now. I’ll make a deal with you. I’ll stop asking you about the future and concentrate more on the present if you’ll keep me updated about what’s going on with you. Come on, let’s kiss and make up, or at least, let’s kiss.” She puckered her lips and thrust her face towards his.
He stopped his movements, and a grin played at the corner of his mouth. He touched her lips lightly, then traced the outline, bringing his index finger across her cheek and down her neck where he paused, resting in the hollow at the base of her throat. For just a moment, time stopped. They looked into each other’s eyes, and Star saw the universe.
He continued moving his finger, across her breast, lightly stroking one nipple through her shirt. As always, this gentle pressure aroused her, and a shudder ran through her body. He seemed to know exactly where and how to touch her, every time. Here she stood, fully dressed, with only his finger on her body, and her panties were soaked. As though he knew the effect he had on her, Adam pulled his hand away, stepped back and smiled.
The sound of a door opening pulled her attention from Adam.
“Here’s plenty of water for you. Where’s Tristan?” Genna asked, walking into the room.
“He’s in the bathroom.”
Genna looked at her watch. “We need to begin shortly.”
“I’m ready,” Tristan announced, coming from the bathroom, wrapped in a towel. Star heard a sharp intake of breath, and stole a glance at Genna. The woman stood stock still, her pupils big as saucers as she watched Tristan. Well, well, someone is hot for our friend.
Star turned to nudge Adam, but he was heading for the bathroom.
“You two finish making preparations—I’ll be out in a minute.”
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