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Is this for a special occasion or casual wear?
A date?
That was the most simplistic answer. It s not as if she was going to blurt out to a total
stranger that she planned on sleeping with two men tonight.
Formal?
No, but it is a first date. Sort of, mostly.
Were you thinking sundress or little black dress?
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A little black dress? Miranda had heard women and fashion experts use the phrase, but
had never owned one. Those were for models and society types, not short, overweight
operating room nurses.
Why don t I pull a couple of both so we can look at all the options?
Miranda s eyes went wide. Oh, I m not sure. I mean&
Trust me, we ll have you looking resplendent in no time. I would estimate that you re
a size eight, maybe ten depending on the cut.
Miranda nodded. Oh well, she d try a few dresses on. What could it hurt?
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Chapter Six
Vic sat on his sofa. His right leg was restless as the ankle rested on his left knee. He
picked up the medical journal lying next to him and flipped open to an article he d intended
to read for the last week. There was nothing like research methodology to numb out a jittery
mind.
Would you relax, love, Chase said.
Vic leant his head back on the edge of the sofa and spied his upside down lover. I m
relaxed.
Chase snorted. You re as nervous as a virgin bride. Everything will be fine.
Vic twisted so he could face Chase. How do you know? What if she s coming here to
tell us that she s decided not to go any further?
Then we take more time to win her over.
And if she s coming to tell us that she s moving away?
Then we convince her to stay, or chase after her. But she s not moving away. We
would ve have heard something at work.
Vic nodded. I want her so much. I want to hold her while she sleeps. I want to sit at the
breakfast table with the two of you and smile over bowls of cereal. I want to watch you make
love to her. I want to feel her body between ours. I want to hear her cry out in pleasure. I
want that someday, Chase.
Chase came around the sofa and sat next to Vic. He pulled Vic into his arms and kissed
him. Chase s tongue slid inside, and Vic s arms came around Chase s strong neck. There was
nothing in the world that could compare to the pleasure he received from Chase s kisses.
Except maybe Miranda s, but even those were different. Miranda s kisses were sweet and
alluring and sexy. They made Vic hard and desperate to sink inside her soft body. Chase s
kisses were fiery and made Vic s body throb. He d lost count of the number of times he and
Chase had started out with a few kisses, and one or the other ended up tackling his partner
till they writhed on whatever surface was available till they eventually bellowed out in
mutual orgasm. God save him when he finally got both Miranda and Chase in bed with him.
Vic wasn t sure he was going to survive.
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Chase pulled back from Vic. I must be losing my touch. Normally you d be crawling in
my lap at this point.
Vic brushed the strands of hair back from Chase s forehead. I m sorry. I just hate all
this uncertainty.
Chase leant his forehead against Vic s. Have a little faith. She s a strong woman, a
survivor. We ve both sensed the depth of her passion. We know she wants us. She s said that
she s falling in love with both of us. That s seventy-five percent of the battle. All Miranda
needs is a little time to wrap her head around the idea of opening herself up to a relationship
again.
The doorbell rang and they both looked over at the door to Vic s condo. Vic stood and
held his hand out to Chase. His partner took Vic s hand and pushed off the sofa. They
walked, hands clasped, to the front door. He took a deep breath, Chase gave his hand a
squeeze and Vic pulled the portal open.
Before him stood a smouldering angel. His jaw dropped and Vic heard Chase s soft
exclamation of wonder beside him. Miranda stood in the muted glow from the lights outside
his door. Her dark hair shone, almost chestnut in colour under the lights. The soft ends
floated around her shoulders and down her back. Wrapped around her petite, curvy body
was the most stunning dress Vic had ever seen. The dark indigo stood out from her lightly
tanned skin. The neckline plunged to a point between Miranda s breasts, and what stunning
breasts they were. Round, full and firm. He wanted to suck on the nipples that stood out
beneath the silk material. The dress conformed to every curve of Miranda s hourglass form,
ending a couple of inches above her knees. Her cute little feet stood atop a pair of stiletto
heels that would be dangerously narrow on the sidewalks of the North End, where Chase
and he had planned to take her to dinner. Vic smiled of course that meant they would have
to hold her close to stabilise her as they walked down the street.
Chase jerked Vic s arm. Say something! he hissed.
Vic looked over at Chase. Your vocal cords work as well as mine do. He held out his
free hand to Miranda. You look
Breathtaking, Chase finished.
Pleasure spirals sailed up his arm when her small hand landed inside his. Satin smooth
flesh slid against his palm. Her nails were painted a delicate seashell pink, and Vic noticed
they matched the toenails peeking out from the straps of her sandals.
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Vic pulled Miranda into his home and into his and Chase s arms. She stood between
them, those magnificent breasts pressed against Vic s chest, those delicate hands sliding
around his waist to rest against his back. Vic s hands rested on the soft swell of Miranda s
hips as he dipped his head and sealed their lips together. As with every time they touched,
his heart softened and his cock turned to stone. Vic opened his eyes and watched as Chase s
head dipped and kissed the tender skin behind Miranda s ear. Miranda s soft whimper
goaded Vic on. His tongue surged into her sweet mouth, commanding her response. And
when Miranda s little tongue lapped at his lips, seeking permission to play, he nearly cried
out in victory.
Vic pulled back from their kiss and rested his lips against her temple. Chase s hands
smoothed up and down the side of Miranda s torso, moulding the curves of her breasts and
the dip of her little waist. Their hands linked together on Miranda s hips, and they shared a
kiss over her head.
I love it when you do that, Miranda whispered.
Do what, honey? Chase asked.
All the little touches the two of you share. She looked up at Vic. The way your
fingers play in the back of Chase s hair when the two of you are bent over the computer and
the way when we watch a movie your head ends up resting on Chase s lap. But I especially
love when I m standing between you and you kiss over the top of my head. It makes me feel
surrounded, protected, a real part of whatever this thing is between us.
It s love, princess. I was drawn to you from the moment we first met, and every day
since, your charming smile and open heart have bewitched me.
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