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.There was no way everything they’d done could be real.She’d replayed it over and over again until her body was in a constant state of painful need.Elias had touched places inside her she didn’t realize were there.No.That wasn’t true.She’d always suspected her physical needs were a bit stronger, different from the norm.She just hadn’t recognized how deep her desires ran.Elias had exposed them, pulled them out into the light and forced her to face them.And the worst—and best—part was there was so much more she wanted him to introduce her to.They’d only grazed the surface of her fantasies.Sophie started stocking the napkin holders while Stephanie hung clean glasses from the rack above the bar.Neither woman pressed her for more details.Probably because they didn’t realize there were more.She said she didn’t have a date.Since that was always true, Sophie and Stephanie accepted her at her word.Stephanie hung the final glass and looked at her.“Why don’t you date more?”Jayne shrugged.“Do you really have to ask? It’s not that easy meeting men in this town.Besides, we’re always working.”Sophie tilted her head.“I used to think that too, but that explanation doesn’t wash anymore, does it? Stephanie met Jarod, Jordan found Gabriel and Casey, and now I have Marc.There’s not a doubt in my mind there’s a man out there for you too.I’m just worried you’re using work as an excuse not to try.”Jayne didn’t take offense at Sophie’s comments.It was hard to deny something that was true.“I’m tired of jumping through the hoops, tripping and falling flat on my face.”Stephanie leaned her hip against the bar.“Ritchie wasn’t so bad.Are you sure you gave him a decent shot? You only went out with him a handful of times.”Jayne was sure.She’d met Ritchie at the gym where she worked out, and had endured five long, boring dates with him.While he was a very nice man, she’d felt no spark.After the fifth date and two bottles of wine, she’d decided it was time to piss or get off the pot.She’d invited him in for the evening and had the most lackluster sex of her life.Jayne had broken it off shortly after that, but she hadn’t told her friends why.“He just wasn’t my type.”Sophie frowned.“You always say that.What is your type?”Jayne didn’t even have to think about her response.“Someone who’s intelligent and kind, who treats me as an equal and who doesn’t suck in bed.”Stephanie laughed.“I knew it.You had sex with Ritchie, didn’t you?”“You know I don’t like to discuss my sex life.”While she’d spent years listening to her girlfriends share and analyze their sexual exploits, Jayne had never felt comfortable joining in.For her, sex was a very private thing.“Maybe if you gave us some details, we could tell you where you’re going wrong,” Stephanie teased.There was no way Jayne was going to explain to her friends that she dreamed of being bound in bed, that she masturbated while fantasizing about kneeling before a dominant man with a flogger in his hands.There were details and then there were details.Her desires needed to remain in the fantasy realm.While Elias was offering to bring some of her racy dreams to life, she couldn’t let the kinks drift over into her real life—the safe, normal one she was determined to hold on to.“What makes you think I’m the one who’s fucking things up? Maybe it’s the guys who are lame.”Stephanie gave her a shit-eating grin.“So tell us about tonight’s guy.How does he rate between the sheets?”The question caught her off guard, flustered her.“I told you, I don’t—”“And I told you, lying is not your strong suit.You blush and look away.Which you’re doing right now, by the way.”She hadn’t mentioned her encounter with Elias to her friends because she wasn’t sure what to say.Elias was their favorite customer and a good friend to all of them.She was taking a risk entering into a short-term sexual affair with him.Jayne had been serious when she’d insisted that she and Elias limit the relationship.She was terrified of letting things go too far and potentially losing Elias as a friend.Apart from Sophie, Jordan and Stephanie, he’d become one of the most important people in her life.She couldn’t lose him, and she didn’t want to run him out of her friends’ lives either.“Fine.There may or may not be a guy.And now I’m going back to work.”She was saved from further questions when the bell above the door rang and several customers came in.Thursday’s brief snowstorm had come and gone quickly, most of the white stuff melting away by Friday afternoon.Today had brought sunshine, luring folks out of their houses again.The bar soon filled, keeping Jayne mercifully busy and too distracted to fret over Elias’ imminent arrival and her friends’ responses when they realized she’d dressed up for him.In fact, she missed him showing up altogether.One minute she was ringing up a book for a lady and the next, he was there in his usual chair, Scotch in hand.However, rather than reading a book or the newspaper as he normally did, his gaze was focused solely on her.She felt heat rise in her cheeks at his steady perusal.She’d taken great pains choosing her outfit, wanting to appear sexy without crossing over into the slutty domain.In the end she’d selected a short, tight-fitting black skirt and silky white blouse.She’d intentionally left two buttons free at the neckline, instead of her usual one, revealing a healthy amount skin and the occasional peek at her lacy bra.From Elias’ hungry look, she decided she’d selected the right ensemble.She smiled at him, lifting her hand to wave.She expected him to merely offer his usual friendly nod.Instead he beckoned her over [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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