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When Shiya whirled around, the excitement
lighting her face swept him away.
    “This city
is so beautiful,” she chirped. “I can’t believe how close the mountain is,
right at the end of the road. I feel like I can reach out and touch it.”
    “You can
touch it,” Kotori told her.
    To Birk’s
surprise, his friend crossed to Shiya and took her hand. Birk dropped back a
step to follow them. He thought Kotori would take her toward the mountain, but
instead, they followed several streets with shops lining the walks. At a corner,
they darted across to the opposite side, Shiya running along with her hair
blowing across her face. On the sidewalk, Kotori waited for him, and Birk
strode to her to pull the strands of hair from her face. Her eyes widened, and
those plump lips parted as if in invitation. He accepted in silence, but he
would collect later.
    When Kotori
stopped at a shop for ladies’ boots, Birk shook his head. Leave it to Kotori to
insist, even risking Shiya’s anger, to help her see what they meant. She needed
to understand the climate where she visited or suffer while she was there.
Otherwise, none of them would enjoy themselves.
    Shiya
pretended to resign herself to shopping, although he caught the gleam in her
eyes. Like many women, she enjoyed it, and Birk didn’t mind indulging her.
Soon, with more comfortable shoewear, she dragged them from store to store,
loading Birk’s and Kotori’s arms with many bags.
    “I don’t
remember agreeing to this,” Birk complained.
    Shiya piled
on another bag. Kotori cast him a questioning glance when she turned her back,
and Birk shrugged. “We should be used to this by now. We’re not new to dating
women. I’m sure you enjoyed buying her the boots.”
    Kotori
huffed, “She wouldn’t let me pay.”
    Birk
laughed. “Stubborn little thing.”
    Both of
them turned to watch her exclaim over souvenirs of places she hadn’t yet let
them take her to. When even Birk’s feet cried out for mercy, he snagged Shiya
as she passed him and jerked her to him. His cock twitched having her in his
arms, and he spoke against the top of her head. “Enough shopping for today.
We’re going to take you to change, and then we go to dinner.”
    She wiggled
in his hold, and Birk shut his eyes. “Just one more and then—”
    “No.”
Kotori spoke the word with finality, and Birk looked up to find Shiya observing
him as if she questioned whether she wanted to challenge his command. After a
while, her shoulders lowered, and she smiled. Birk had never seen a more false
grin, and it amused him. The little vixen intended to draw them in pretending
to be obedient. She had no idea who she toyed with.
     
    * * * *
     
    Birk stood
in the living room of Shiya’s suite, while Kotori waited on the street. The
luxury beachside inn didn’t surprise him as her choice—or her family’s. The
room included a private entrance and private balcony. She’d gushed over the
view when he arrived, telling him how she enjoyed the water, the mountains, the
birds, and the whales that sometimes showed themselves. He’d seen this all his
life and loved it, but what interested him tonight was the fireplace and, of
course, the Jacuzzi tub. They could spend hours before one, and in the latter,
pleasuring each other.
    At last,
she appeared in her bedroom doorway, dressed in jeans so tight she appeared to
have been poured into them, and a lilac blouse that accentuated his favorite of
her assets. On her feet, she wore boots she’d purchased earlier that day, but
not the mukluks. The weather hadn’t turned cold enough for those, but the ones
she had on complemented her. They were flat, warm, and appeared waterproof.
    “Beautiful
as usual,” he told her. “Come on. We shouldn’t keep Kotori waiting. He gets
grumpy when he’s hungry.”
    “Okay,
can’t starve the bear.”
    He started
at her choice of words, but she continued past him while pulling on her coat.
At the door, she tried opening it, but he shoved