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was dying to know. The other part, the part that spends way too much time thinking, delivered a surprisingly helpful reminder—Peter could have any woman he wanted. Worrying that he'd want anything more than one night was worse than presumptuous, it was idiotic. He was in a band, on to the next town and the next girl after tonight.
    So maybe this could work. Maybe I could give in to what I wanted and not leave Peter wondering any more. We could have our one night. If I were honest, it was perfect—it was all he was asking for, and all I was prepared to give.
    Gwen smiled and her eyes flashed when Stony whispered in her ear. "Did you say something, Katie?" she asked with a giggle before she chugged the rest of her drink.
    I cleared my throat and sat back in my chair, swirling ice cubes with the straw and glancing over at Peter, who bent his eyebrow before winking at me. He absolutely knew that I was putty in his hands. "No. Nothing."
    Stony leaned closer to Gwen. "Another drink, babe?"
    "That would be great. These are so yummy. I think I could drink them all night."
     
    Several mojitos later, things with Gwen had spiraled downward. She switched seats, deciding that Stony's lap was preferable to the cushioned patio chair. She wiggled as she laughed and I assumed there was no way for Stony to stand up without his jeans telling us how much he was enjoying her company.
    "They like each other," Peter whispered with hot breath against the sensitive skin beneath my ear. He'd snuck his hand into the back of my slinky top moments earlier. I couldn't help but smile when he made a sound akin to "Eureka!" as he realized I wasn't wearing a bra. "Like us, right? Tell me you like me, Katie." He slowly slid his way around my rib cage, his surprisingly soft hand cupping the underside of my breast and his fingertips grazing my nipple.
    The languid pace of his caresses was like honey dripping from a spoon, so intoxicating that I closed my eyes, a shallow breath rushing past my lips. "I do like you, Peter. You're sweet." My head dropped closer to his as if he was the metal and I was the magnet.
    "I've had better reviews."
    "Sorry. That was just the first thing that came to mind."
     Gwen turned her back to us, sharing a quiet moment with Stony. I studied her body language and cursed the day he was brought into the world. In an instant, she suggested we adjourn upstairs for a continuation of the evening's festivities. I glared at her and excused the two of us to the ladies room. Peter wore a content grin as we got up from the table and Stony swayed again.
    "Gwen, honey, you do realize what's happening here, don't you?" I asked once we were alone in the bathroom. "Because if you go upstairs with Stony, I assure you that you're not going to be playing Tiddly Winks."
    She stared into the bathroom mirror with a glazed expression, her mascara smudged under one eye. "Do you have any idea how long it's been since Ted looked at me the way stoner Tony is looking at me?" She fixed her mascara, her pale-green eyes twinkling from the mirror. "And you know what? I deserve to have a guy look at me like that. Tony is fun and he wants me, Katie. You would not believe the stuff he said to me. Dirty stuff." She opened her eyes wide as if she was trying to sober up. "What's up with you and Peter? Jesus, he's hot."
    I set my purse on the vanity. "Yes he is and you know me, one step at a time."
    She smiled in the mirror. "Yeah, right. You and I are both getting lucky tonight."
    My mouth gaped. "Whoa. Okay. We need to talk. You are not sleeping with Tony. Give me two secs."
    I took a three-mojito pee, grumbling to myself about how crazy Gwen was acting. "Gwen, honey, this is a really bad idea," I called out to her. She didn't respond and I tucked in my blouse. "Gwen? Hello?" I zipped up my pants and stepped out of the stall to an empty ladies' room lounge. "Fuck."

Chapter Three
     
    Peter and I tracked down Stony next to a potted palm by the elevator, but Gwen was