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always smiling. I followed her back to the shop one day and introduced myself.”
    “I could tell he felt out of place there,” Olivia continued, getting into the spirit of things. “He was standing so stiff and trying so hard not to look too long at anything.”
    “I didn’t want you to think I was a pervert.”
    “Heaven forbid,” she teased. “Anyway, we talked for a bit and he asked me for my number. I figured since he was brave enough to come into the shop, the least I could do was be brave enough to give it to him. The rest is history.”
    “Satisfied?” Greg asked with a sneer.
    “Hardly, but it is interesting information.” Jack didn’t say anything further. Instead he gathered the cards and shuffled before spreading them out on the bed for the next round.
    All three picked a card and this time Olivia won. Although she wanted to find out more about both men, she was suddenly shy to ask any questions. And she wasn’t sure which one she should query first. She didn’t want her pick to think he was more important than the other man to her. It didn’t seem as if having the highest card was much of a winner anymore.
    “What first attracted you to me?”
    The two men looked at each other and then both turned their attention to her. Neither spoke, however. Her attempt to be deliberately evasive wasn’t working too well. “It’s something I want to know from each of you.”
    “Not how the game is played, my love. You set the rules, one question by the winner. You have to choose which one of us you want to answer.”
    Greg’s damn logic and insistence of playing by the rules had her annoyed. She deliberately turned toward Jack. “Okay, I pick you. To answer the question,” she clarified.
    “That’s easy. You’re beautiful, confident, self-assured, and of course, you said yes. How could I not want you?”
    Olivia flushed at all the compliments. She cut her gaze over to Greg and saw he wasn’t looking too pleased. Keeping both her men happy was always a balancing act, but even more so when they were in the same room with each other.
    “If you two are done with the mutual love-fest…”
    “Don’t be mad.” Olivia laid her hand on Greg’s arm and gave a slight squeeze. “It’s going to be a long night. There will be plenty of time for you.”
    “Oh, don’t worry. I plan to ensure there is.” Greg flipped over the three cards they’d used and instead of shuffling, swirled them around right on the comforter, mixing them thoroughly. He released a long-suffering sigh when Jack won the next flip as well.
    “I guess I’m Mr. Lucky tonight.”
    “Don’t count on it,” Greg muttered under his breath.
    “Hush.” Olivia shot him her best “you better mind your manners” frown, but he didn’t much look like he cared. “What’s your question, Jack?”
    “Okay, the last time Greggie and you fucked, how many times did he make come?”
    Before she even thought about it, she popped out, “Do you mean during intercourse, or before and after?”
    Greg gave a harsh bark of laughter. “Not exactly the answer you were expecting, huh?”
    “Actually, sounds to me as if you couldn’t close the deal while you were inside her. Maybe even that you came before she did,” Jack pointed out.
    Olivia immediately jumped to Greg’s defense. “He didn’t. I came during sex.”
    Jack leaned forward, invading her personal space. “How many times is the question? Tell the truth, Liv, did he make you scream or was it just a tiny bitty one that barely counts?”
    Oh my God . The image he painted in her mind had her flushed and restless. Hell’s bells, if she were alone right now her hand would probably be down her pants at this very moment. Instead she was sitting there blinking and gasping for breath, wondering if she dared to answer him.
    “Tell him, baby.” Greg’s voice was in her ear. “Tell us both about how hard and long you came on my cock.”
    Olivia swallowed hard and closed her eyes before she