I stalked him into a private club.
And then I had a ménage with him and his best friend, Julian.
It was unexpectedly great.
I thought we had something, the three of us.
Chemistry. Passion. The kind of connection that doesn’t come along every day.
Then, the morning after, Damien got me fired.
A decade later, I run into them at a fundraiser.
The between-the-sheets action? Still great. Really great.
Our chemistry? Just as strong as ever.
But I want a baby.
Damien and Julian were part of my past. Can I trust them to be my future?