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in with her fiancé.”
    “Who do you rent from?”
    “Jim Brentwood, he’s a retired historian, lives on the ground floor. He owns three or four of the flats in the building, invested in them years ago. Do you know him?” When they shook their heads, she smiled. “I bet you’ve seen him. He’s quite a character, and a good landlord, very easy going.”
    The conversation continued on in the reasonably safe areas of work, home and food during the meal, much to Hol y’s relief. She had to keep pul ing her thoughts back to the straight and narrow, because it was difficult to stop admiring them across the table, but mostly she managed it. That was until Joshua told her what he had in mind for dessert.
    “Taste test?” she queried, voice faltering.
    “Yes, shut your eyes and I’l feed you.”
    At the same time as she felt his sense of fun building, her internal warning signals began to sound.

    * * * *
     
    Joshua stared at Hol y, mesmerised. She had the most sensuous mouth he’d ever seen. Her lips were ful and suggested a passionate nature. What would it be like to kiss her? he wondered. Fascinated, he paused as he was about to feed her a spoonful of tiramisu.
    “Josh?”
    He met Stewart’s inquisitive glance.
    Stewart stood behind Hol y with his hands over her eyes as they teased her with the desserts, getting her to guess what each one was from the flavour. After a hugely enjoyable meal and much laughter, it had seemed like a fun thing to do. Joshua felt wired and yet somehow mel ow at the same time. The good company had made him that way. Hol y was a joy to be around.
    Stewart gave him a quizzical glance.
    Joshua snapped into action. “Open wide,” he encouraged.
    Her lower lip trembled slightly as she waited, the tip of her tongue just visible inside her lips. When he looked lower, at the pale skin of her throat, he could see a pulse beating rapidly at the base. With her lips parted and her trusting pose, al he could do was stare at her. It was a sexy look, and it suited her. She was an intriguing woman, with a tentative smile and eyes that made him think of a summer sky, clear and pale blue and fil ed with possibility. If he wasn’t already in a relationship—and he wasn’t gay—he’d be tempted to ask her out.
    Hol y gave a sharp intake of breath and tensed.
    Weird . Joshua felt as if he must have said that aloud, because of her reaction.
    Stewart gave a wry laugh, shifting the strange mood. “Are you going to give her that, or torture us both by making her wait?” When Joshua met his accusing glance, Stewart cocked his head on one side, an accusing look in his eye. “This blindfold taste session is turning me on.”
    “Oh, Stewart, please don’t say that,” Hol y said, in a distinctly breathless tone. She reached back and grasped his forearm with one hand, squeezing it, a nervous laugh escaping her. Her cheeks had flushed with colour.
    It was true though. Joshua could tel his lover was aroused, and the strange thing was that he was, too. The setup should have felt peculiar, it should have felt wrong, but it didn’t. Just a playful moment between three friends, he assured himself, and forced his actions on. “Here it comes.”
    As he put the spoonful of decadent dessert between her lips and she closed her mouth, some of it was left smudged on her lips. Stewart bent over her, and wiped it away with one finger. When he took that finger to his own mouth and sucked it, it was with a devilish glance in Joshua’s direction.
    What the hell was that about? Joshua had the distinct feeling Stewart was playing a game al of his own.
    “Ah, delicious.” She nodded her head. “Tiramisu, my favourite.”
    Stewart removed his hands, but rested them on her shoulders and again locked gaze with Joshua. The teasing glance lingered there in his eyes and Joshua felt unsettled by it. That feeling didn’t ease up any when he looked down at Hol y. Unveiled, her expression was verging on astonished. She looked at