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you’ll always love him. And Margot is the other person.”
    He nodded, tears sparking in his bright eyes.
    Jane reached across the table and rested a hand along his forearm. His muscles tensed, and then eased the longer they stared at each other. “I love two people too, Danny. Ethan means the world to me, and Margot the sun. But you know, I think there’s room for the moon.
    If you’ll join us.”
    His breath hitched. His jaw worked, and his Adam’s apple bobbed as her words sank in. Then very carefully, he placed his fingers directly atop hers. “The moon. That’s a big role to play.”
    “One you’re suited for. Don’t you see how perfect it all is? My husband wants to explore with a man. What better person than the man who already loves one of his women?”
    “And you, Jane? What do you want out of this? Just a moon who hangs in the sky? Orbits?”
    She shook her head, white heat breaking over her. Her pussy clenched and released some cream. “I want it all. The entire universe, Danny. With Ethan, Margot, and you.” 50

Chapter Five
    Four weeks, two days, and seven hours since Jane had proposed her plan to Danny. And finally tonight they’d all come together.
    Thanks to Margot’s connections at the hospital, they’d all tested clean and were ready for a night of passion and trust. Margot’s veins coursed with excitement as she led Danny up the walk to the Millers’
    home.
    The street was silent at this time of night, the neighborhood children all tucked into their beds. The Miller’s kids and her twins were all with their respective grandparents, leaving the four adults to play.
    If they could.
    The idea that something would go wrong—that a spark of jeal-ousy would ignite a feud or someone would be hurt had plagued her for hours. Since the time when Danny had pulled her tight against him and rumbled into her ear, “It’s time. I’m ready,” her emotions had been in turmoil. Fear and anticipation mingled in her chest.
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    The interior lights of the Millers’ home had been dimmed.
    Through the glass on the front door, she spotted the flicker of candles spattered throughout the entryway.
    Glancing over her shoulder at Danny with a grin, she opened the door and led him inside. At the sound of their entrance, Ethan appeared. Tall and strikingly handsome in low-riding jeans and nothing else—no shirt, no shoes, or socks—he looked like he was ready for a night of passion.
    Margot released Danny’s hand and stepped into Ethan’s arms, aware of Ethan like never before. She hadn’t been with him in too long, and she needed him. On the flip side, the four of them had met for drinks a few times since Jane had talked to Danny, and there was a definite attraction brewing between the men.
    Ethan’s arms circled her waist, squeezing her perfectly tight. She cupped his face and drew him down for a kiss. The rough touch of his mouth was familiar, and yet altogether different from Danny’s kisses.
    She felt soft hands on her hair, and realized Jane was pulling her away from Ethan. The flash of her eyes sent a spike of need into Margot’s belly just as Jane’s lips descended. The tender brushing of her lips and the ticklish glide of her tongue gave her chills.
    From behind, she caught Danny’s quiet groan. Jane broke away in time for Margot to see Danny adjusting his cock in his jeans.
    She turned to Ethan and Jane with radiant smiles. First battle won.
    Danny hadn’t driven his fist through Ethan’s face or yanked Jane away. The knot in Margot’s chest loosened a bit.
    She caught Danny’s hand and led him through the entryway into the main living space. With a gasp, she drew up. The Millers had lit a path of candles all the way back the hall to their bedroom door. From tapers to tea lights, the rooms glowed. Setting the mood for the night to come was a fabulous idea, and one Margot would reward Jane for later, as she knew it was her doing.
    Jane stopped at the kitchen island, where a silver