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threatened his masculinity or some such garbage. She remembered how they’d often argued about his homophobic tendencies. Of course, gay women were fine with him. There were many times he’d tried to persuade her to do it with another girl. To his annoyance, she’d always refused. Threesomes were definitely not her scene.
    On reflection, there were quite a few things about David she hadn’t liked.
    So why the wasted two years?
    Great sex, she was forced to admit. Great, uncomplicated, satisfying sex.
    â€œHow important do you think sex is?” she asked Mortimer.
    â€œWhat?” he said, not quite sure he’d heard her correctly.
    â€œI’m conducting a survey. How important is sex between two people?”
    Mortimer glanced quickly at Jefferson. “What’s your answer?”
    Jefferson grinned. “Sex, man—it’s the most important thing in the world.”
    â€œI disagree,” Mortimer said, adjusting one of his diamond cuff links. “Getting along with somebody is more important, especially when you live together.”
    â€œHow long have you two been a couple?” Madison asked.
    â€œI discovered Jefferson when he was a mere child,” Mortimer said, patting his boyfriend on the knee. “Eighteen or nineteen . . . he’d just arrived in America from Trinidad. I was living with an older man at the time, so Jefferson and I became friends first.”
    â€œThat’s nice,” Madison said.
    â€œHe was my favorite model,” Mortimer said, turning to his significant other. “Isn’t that right, dear?”
    Jefferson grinned again and shook his head. “No way, man. You came on to me in the dressing room the first show I did. It was like, ‘Oh, here we go!’ Everybody was laughing about it.”
    â€œWho’s everybody?” Mortimer said huffily.
    â€œThe people who work for you—they know what you’re like.”
    â€œThey know what I used to be like,” Mortimer corrected. “Then you came along, and now I’m a changed man.”
    â€œYeah, you’d better believe it!” Jefferson said, with another huge grin. “ ’Cause I don’t take kindly to nobody messin’ around on me.”
    â€œI’m duly warned,” Mortimer said.
    â€œSo be it,” Jefferson said, and they exchanged a long, intimate look.
    Madison began to feel as if she was in the way. Maybe a cab would’ve been a better idea.
    â€œAre you interviewing us for the magazine?” Mortimer asked curiously.
    â€œNo,” she said, shaking her head. “I was merely thinking about relationships. Y’see, I was in one where I hardly had anything in common with the guy. I mean, we didn’t even like the same music.”
    â€œNot good,” Jefferson interjected. “You gotta get off on the sounds.”
    â€œRight,” she agreed. “I’m into soul and jazz, and he was aclassical freak. We never read the same books, or watched the same TV programs. He loved sports. I’m bored by them. I guess we were totally different.”
    â€œThen what was the big attraction?” Jefferson asked.
    â€œSex, of course. And now that he’s gone I realize that maybe I simply got too comfortable. Y’know what I mean?”
    â€œWere you planning on getting married before you broke up with him?” Mortimer asked, ever the practical one.
    â€œHe broke up with me,” Madison explained. “That’s why I feel so kind of . . . like it’s unfinished business.” She paused for a moment before continuing. “Then he ran off and married someone else to make me feel really good.”
    â€œWhat an asshole!” Jefferson said.
    â€œAgreed!” Madison said.
    â€œHow’d you like to see him again?” Jefferson ventured. “Y’know, fun times on the side. Do to her what she did to you.”
    â€œShe didn’t do