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“Tell me, Jakob, are you jealous of your brother?”

He sighed. “No. I just…I don’t like your admiration of him.”

She blinked. Was he really saying he was jealous?

“I’m sorry,” he said.

“For what? Making me laugh. There’s been very little to make me laugh these last few months. You did that, even if it was an asinine suggestion.”

“Lots of women like Jensen.”

“Yeah. But then, he’s a Rough ’n Ready member, right?”

“How do you know that?”

The BDSM club was infamous on the island. Their membership was heavily guarded, but Lani knew too many people. And when Jensen Wulf showed up at the club, everyone talked.

“Everyone knows about the club.”

“Are you a member?”

She shook her head. “I have friends, though, and I know May and Dee well. We do a lot of fundraising together.”

The two women were the wives of the owners of the club.

His whole body seemed to relax. “Oh. Good.”

“Why is that good?”

“I’m not into that scene. I went to a club with Jensen once but didn’t like it. Although, I do like a little play, just not anything too specific.”

Play? Like tying a woman up? Spanking? What?

That all rattled around in her head, but she didn’t ask it. She couldn’t. That would step over a line she wasn’t sure she wanted to.

“Are you blushing?”

Yes. “No.”

“You are. What embarrassed you?” When she said nothing but pretended to find her food very interesting, he went on. “I think it was the mention of play.”

Her nipples tightened against her bra. Tension coiled, and she was sure her panties were wet. From just flirting. It was mortifying that this man could still do this to her.

“I’m not a virgin, but I’m not that experienced either. I’m also not used to you being so plain-spoken. So, stop saying things on purpose to embarrass me.”

“I’m not trying to embarrass you. I’m being honest.”

“Why? Why now?”

There was a long moment of silence. “I need to tell you something, but I don’t want you getting pissed off about it.”

She sighed, her heart sinking. Lani should have known that this wasn’t really flirting. He wanted something. He wanted a plus one to come with him to the wedding. “What? Just tell me?”

“I was interested in you the first day we met.”

“No, you weren’t.”

He nodded. “I was. You came out of the ocean like a Bond girl, and my brain stopped working.”

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