want to grab hold of this opportunity to be free and wild and uninhibited—for just one night. I don’t want to look back at my life in fifty years and realize I never did one daring thing. I’m tired of regrets.”
“If we do this—” Killian started.
She placed her finger over his lips. “ When we do this,” she corrected.
“ We call the shots. We decide what your limits are. If you can’t agree to that, then no deal.”
Justin fought the urge to contradict Killian’s threat. “We’ll give you what you want, Lily. We’ll take care of you.”
She ran a manicured hand through her long, dark hair, pushing it behind her shoulder, and his breath caught at the way the movement thrust her breasts forward.
Where the hell had this Lily come from? Her every movement seemed to scream sex and seduction.
She’d been with him and Killian throughout their teen years and he’d always thought she was cute, but this woman? Holy crap. He’d never approached her sexually 33
Mari Carr
in high school because she was too sweet, too innocent, too…well, unavailable. She hadn’t been kidding about the ever-watchful eyes of her parents. To say they kept her under their thumb was an understatement. Plus, the younger Lily had given off some serious untouchable vibes, where this older, more mature Lily was sending up a beacon he’d have to be a blind man to miss.
“I can take care of myself.” Her voice was low, husky and sure, and Justin grimaced at the ever-growing tightness in his pants. Damn zipper was chafing his cock. This was the last time he went commando.
Killian sighed. “Yeah, well, I don’t know why you’re so sure we’re your ‘wild side’
guys. It’s been ten years, Lily. Don’t you think there’s a chance we’ve changed a bit?”
“I know we haven’t seen each other, but I’ve read your letters, your emails over the years. I think I know exactly what kind of men you are.” She ran her hands along her thighs nervously. “I’ve missed a lot of opportunities in my past and I regret that fact. I want to be someone different and I figure tonight could kick off my new future in style.” She thrust out her breasts and fluffed her hair, feigning sex appeal with her quirky sense of humor. “Besides, I bought this new outfit, got a fancy haircut, practiced walking in these damn heels—all just for you two.”
They laughed, but her words touched something inside Justin. If there was one thing he could understand, it was regrets. It was as if she could see inside his head. She was a good friend, but regardless of the fact she was dressed to kill, she was treading on unfamiliar ground.
Rather than acknowledge how much her comments touched him, he reverted to form and made a joke. “Jesus. Twenty-eight years old and you’re still doing your homework.”
Lily grinned, leaning forward and giving him an eyeful of her cleavage. “Do you have a problem with that?”
“Hell no,” he said, expelling a breath on the words.
34
Sweet Thursday
“You know, it’s a far cry from us being friends to us being willing participants of a ménage. What makes you think Justin and I would go for something like that?”
Justin narrowed his eyes at Killian’s comment.
“I was your friend in high school,” she said. “And I’ve never been an idiot. I heard the rumors, the whispers of the other girls in the locker room.”
Justin leaned back for a moment and considered her answer. She’d heard about them. All these years, she’d known about their penchant for sharing.
Killian’s hand moved from the back of her chair to her face. He cupped the back of her head, forcing her to look at him.
“Haven’t you ever heard that expression, ‘Be careful what you wish for’?”
She offered them both a cute, gentle smile, her face artlessly pleading. “It’s just one wish, K, one night. Please.”
“Damn. Power look,” Killian muttered and his hand dropped to his lap.
She paused, obviously confused,