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promoting Cumbernauld’s.”
    She glanced at Alec, and back at him, and for one strange moment he thought she might have sensed something about him and Alec, something about their out-of-office-hours relationship, but he shook it off. How could she know that they were lovers as well as business colleagues?
    She swallowed hard before she responded. “I’ll do what I can to help.”
    Her gaze met his again, and Owen had the feeling that she was not only shocked by him, she was aroused by him—and blatantly interested as a result. Whatever he had done to provoke that reaction, he sure as hell hoped he could do it again.
     
     
     
     
     

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Chapter Three
    Get a grip of yourself .
    Monica was trembling. She led the way through the hotel while she delivered her standard talk about the facilities. It was a talk that was well rehearsed and delivered over and over, and yet her legs still felt weak under her. He hadn’t wanted to let her hand go, and that meant his sexual aura swamped her. She was barely recovering from that when he introduced his assistant.
    Apparently she had to spend time with them both, which was going to stretch her to full capacity if that handshake was anything to go by. They were both charming and affable—and inside her personal space. The fact that they were both attractive made it difficult to resist the temptation to acquire more knowledge about them than she had already been introduced to, and that had her agog with curiosity.
    Alec, the PA, was whip-lean and ultra fit-looking in his designer suit, with spiked blond hair and intense green eyes. His role was clearly to observe. Owen was built larger and his fitted suit only emphasised the breadth of his shoulders and his muscled physique. When he moved he seemed to glide, despite his size. He was dark, with closely cropped black hair and brown eyes that sparkled with humour and intelligence. Alec was pin-up boy attractive, whereas Owen was more rugged. Both of them were exceptionally good looking in their own way, their smart tailored suits hinting heavily at their business calibre. There wasn’t a woman on the planet who would be able to resist them.
    Owen had held onto her hand for so long that she couldn’t stop the heady and intimate knowledge of this attractive man entering her psyche. Not only was his sexual history thrust upon her, it was so vivid that it instantly fired her libido. Owen Clifford was a dominant, a sexual adventurer, and he sometimes played with men as well as women. When she had looked down at his hand she saw that hand on his assistant’s shoulder. She saw it on his naked back and moving lower. Too much . She’d been about to demand he let go when he finally did.
    When she was introduced to Alec Stroud he was easier for her to cope with, but his sexual energy was fierce, nonetheless. Could it be true? Were they both bisexual? If it hadn’t

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    been for her peculiar talent, she never would have guessed. And now she was fascinated. She shouldn’t be, but she couldn’t help it.
    It was when they were on the second floor of the guest rooms that she got her chance to find out for sure. She was behind them while they looked into a standard guest room, and Alec went for his hip, pocketing the visitor’s ID card he’d been issued. When his keys dropped out of his back pocket, Monica couldn’t help herself. It was a split second decision, but she wanted to know. She dropped down and scooped them into her palm. They were warm from his pocket and as she straightened up, she opened herself to them quickly, before he had a chance to turn around and take them back.
    She saw the two men on either side of a desk in an office. It was the end of the day and the place was quiet. Owen was seated, powerful and attractive as he considered the man on the other side of the desk—his lover, Alec. Alec was tense, waiting for instruction. Owen laid a key on the desk between them. Monica’s hand closed over the keys in her