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I have. But I am a little nervous to tell him.
Rafe stares at me, seeing my indecision. He drags me from the tent, leaving our guests to their own devices. Rounding the house, he pushes me against the raw brick wall before kissing me passionately.
“I want you to be happy,” he breathes afterward, his forehead resting against mine.
“I am,” I pant, fighting to catch my breath.
“If that’s true, you shouldn’t be worried to tell me anything.” He caresses my cheek. “We promised to be open and honest with each other. No more secrets.”
“Sonja,” I blurt out her name.
Rafe frowns. “What about her?”
“I want Sonja for my birthday,” I reply breathily.
Rafe’s eyes narrow slightly before he smirks. “And how long have you wanted her? How long have you kept this little fantasy to yourself?”
My cheeks heat with a blush. “It’s your fault. I never even considered it before you said the words this morning.”
He chuckles before kissing me again. “I can ask her. But I can’t promise she will agree.”
She’ll agree. I know she will.
Rafe reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls his phone out before dialing.
“I need you in my office.”
He doesn’t wait for a reply before ending the call and dragging me into the house. Sonja is already waiting for us when we make our way down the hall. Butterflies are swarming as I take her in. She is dressed in black leather tonight and it hugs every curve of her body.
Rafe leads us inside, gesturing for her to take a seat.
“I’m not going to beat around the bush, Sonja,” Rafe says as he pulls me down into his lap. “For her birthday, my wife has requested that you join us in the bedroom for the evening.”
Sonja’s look of shock is almost comical. “What?”
“You are free to say no. It won’t affect your job or the way you are treated,” Rafe continues.
“Are you serious?” Sonja pushes her chair back harshly before running a hand through her hair. She walks to the window before turning back to stare at me. “Is this really what you want?”
“Yes, please.”
“Fuck.” She rubs a hand harshly over her face. She stares at Rafe. “If this is truly about what she wants, I won’t fuck you.”
“I don’t want you to,” he replies.
Sonja nods. The room feels warm as we stare at each other.
“What now?” I whisper.
“Come here,” she demands.
I don’t hesitate, my crimson heels carrying me from my husband to the woman I can’t seem to get off my mind today. When I stop in front of her she assesses me, taking in everything about me.
“If you want me to stop, say so,” she says, cupping my breast through the material of my dress. “I heard you talking in the car this morning. I know you don’t have much experience.”
She pinches my nipple and a mewl falls from my lips.
“And I saw the way you looked at me in the dressing room,” I reply.
