Her problem was she didn’t know if that light shone on a more intimate relationship between the two men or illuminated Simon as a secondary player in Celeste’s seduction.
She needed to test the water of her theories and chose the one she hoped for to aim at first. “It’s almost a shame he’s not here,” she said.
“Would you want that?”
No hesitation. No hurt. Nothing to suggest he was threatened by her comment. “What would you do if he was?”
“That depends.”
“On what?”
“On whether he’d join in or just watch.”
Both possibilities made her squirm. The tease in her prompted her to ask, “Which would you prefer?”
“I always want Seth.”
This might be the most unbelievable night of her life, but Claire didn’t care. Men didn’t practically throw themselves at her at first meeting. Later, sure, a
