sipped and swallowed after a long pause. I watched, mesmerized, at the bob of his Adam’s apple as the liquid slid down the lean length of his throat. “Is swinging something you’re curious about?”
“I—” I was flustered. I looked frantically at Ty, who seemed more bemused than anything, and appeared to be leaving it to me to answer.
I kicked him under the table. He winced as the needle sharp tip of my stiletto heel caught him in the shin.
“We’ve…” Ty trailed off. I glared at him. I wasn’t answering this one, no way. Not when the denial of any interest would be a complete lie when spilling from my lips.
His answer surprised me.
“I think we’ve both been searching for…something…lately.” He eyed Cal steadily, watched the other man twine fingers through the hand of his beautiful wife. I had a brief mental flash of Ty and Cal pressed together, naked, olive skin pressing again golden-brown, and a surge of dampness flooded between my thighs, making the abundant flesh stick together and pull uncomfortably.
Oh, Lord.
“Well, swinging certainly isn’t for everyone.” I noticed that Hannah didn’t seem to feel the need to talk, apparently content to let her husband be the voice for the both of them.
Well, it wasn’t much different from what I was doing, I realized as I finished off the last dregs of wine in my glass and gestured for a new one, even though I knew that the haze of alcohol might not be the best idea in terms of decision making tonight.
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