at Damien. Taking a deep breath, he rolled his shoulders and tried to relax. She’s just like any other woman at a bar, Ray. Pretend she’s not your coworker. Or your online dating salvation.
“All right. Wish me luck.”
“Good luck, man.”
Damien clapped him on the back and he stood up. He walked up to her and leaned over, breathing in her floral perfume as he smiled. “Can I buy you a drink?”
Macy turned to him and almost fell off her stool. “Ray? What are you doing here?”
Ray shrugged. “I’m here with a friend.” He motioned to Damien and the idiot plastered on a grin.
“Oh.” Macy waved back and gave Ray a smile. “I thought you had a girlfriend.”
“Who? Dawn? Oh, yeah. We broke up a few weeks ago. She didn’t…share my interests.”
Macy raised her eyebrows and took a sip of her drink. “I see.”
Ray motioned at the glass. “So, can I buy you another? A Manhattan, is it?”
“Oh, um, yes it is. But I’ve already had two and I’m about to leave.”
He slid onto the stool next to her. “Don’t. Stay and have dinner with me and my friend.”
Macy’s eyes widened and her gaze flicked between him and Damien. “I’m sorry, I think I’m drunk. Did you just ask me to have dinner with you and your boyfriend?”
Ray chuckled. “He’s not my boyfriend. We’re both into women.”
“Oh. I’m sorry, I thought—”
Ray waved her off. “It’s okay. It happens a lot.”
Macy peered over Ray’s shoulder at Damien and bit her lip. He could tell she was confused, and a bit unsure.
He leaned closer and caught her eye. “It’s just dinner. And we’d love to have a conversation with a beautiful woman, instead of being stuck talking to each other.”
“He’s right, you know. After I while, I can’t stand to hear him talk. I’m Damien. Nice to meet you.”
Damien stepped up beside Ray and held out his hand. She took it and gave it a shake.
“Macy. Pleased to meet you.”
“So, it’s a yes for dinner, right? The pasta carbonara’s fabulous.”
She slipped her hand out of Damien’s and glanced at Ray. “Okay. Yes. I’ll have dinner with you.”
“Great. We’ve got a reservation waiting, if you’re ready.”
“Um, could you excuse me for just a moment? I need to use the restroom.”
“Of course.” Ray stood up and smiled. “How about we get the table and you can meet us?”
“That sounds perfect. Thank you.”
Ray watched while Macy slipped off the stool and turned toward the restrooms. Her hips swayed with each step and he forced his feet to stay still. So fucking sexy .
Damien clapped him on the back and he shook his head. “Looks like we aren’t posting that ad quite yet.”
“I can’t believe she said yes.”
“Yeah, well, she doesn’t know what we have in mind. Right now it’s just dinner.”
“Right. Let’s get a table and fill her in.”
Macy stared at her reflection in the mirror and tried not to hyperventilate. Dinner with Ray and his friend Damien. Two panty-melting, oh my god are you a model, men. Who liked women.
Her clit throbbed in approval. But her brain was about to short-circuit. Were they…both interested in her? Or was Damien along for the ride?
She remembered Ray had a girlfriend a while back, but apparently they’d broken up. Was it because of his relationship with Damien? Or was she misreading the whole thing?
She’d heard girlfriends chat about threesomes, but never in a permanent way. Only in a let’s-get-dirty way. But Ray seemed above that. A relationship man. And if he’d wanted a fling, he would have asked, right? Not invited her to dinner.
But what did she know. It was new territory for the one-man Macy. She dug her lipstick out of her purse and reapplied. If they got fresh, she could always leave. If she wanted to.
Once more glance at herself and she busted out of the bathroom door and into the restaurant. Ray and Damien weren’t hard to spot. The two had taken up residence in a corner table and