“I’m going to get the guys,” Viggo said, walking in the other direction.
I was still clinging to Jamie’s hand as we walked to the hallway where the offices were.
“Relax,” he said, his dark eyes filled with understanding. “You said you trust me, and this is my job. There’s a reason I’m part owner of a sex club. I know women, especially their sexual needs, and I know exactly what you need. What I have planned for you is going to blow your mind.”
“I don’t even know what I need,” I muttered.
“I know.” He chuckled as we stepped inside.
“You promise they’re hot?” I demanded as he closed the door. “Because if I’m not attracted to them…”
“You think I’d pick two guys who aren’t hot to fulfill your threesome fantasy?” he demanded playfully. “I might be offended.”
I couldn’t help but chuckle. “No, I guess not.”
“Just remember to breathe,” he said.
I tried to stay calm, but I was having serious second thoughts. This was so out of character for me. I’d only slept with a handful of guys, and I’d never done anything like this. Fantasies were dumb, and I wasn’t the type of girl who had them. This had been a terrible idea.
Crap, I couldn’t do this.
“Jamie, I don’t think—” I broke off as the door opened and a guy I’d never seen before came in. He was older than me, probably more than a decade, as I put him at about forty and I was only twenty-five, but he was definitely good-looking. He had a full head of wavy, light brown hair that was probably in need of a cut, nice features, and a great body, from what I could see. He wore black slacks that narrowed to a tapered waist and hips, and a black dress shirt that had several buttons open at his throat and that showed off broad shoulders.
“Hey, Josh.” Jamie grabbed my hand again, pulling me forward. “This is Margot. Margot, this is my friend, Josh LeBlanc. He and I went out on one date before I realized Viggo was the only man for me. He’s from Ottawa and came to town specifically for tonight.”
Josh held out his hand. “Hi, Margot.”
“H-hi.” I looked up at him, mindlessly shaking his hand, unable to think of anything else to say. He had long-lashed hazel eyes and perfect teeth surrounded by well-shaped lips. I could kiss him.
Right?
“Josh is gay,” Jamie continued quietly. “He’s been fantasizing about being with a woman because he never has, which is why he’s here.”
“Never?” I asked before I could stop myself.
Josh shook his head. “I mean, I kissed a few girls as a teen and such, while I was figuring out who I was, but I’ve never made love with a woman.”
“Oh.” I didn’t know what to say.
The door opened again and Viggo stepped inside, a faint smile on his face as he met my gaze. For some reason, my stomach squeezed painfully as I waited to see who the other man was.
Then my mouth fell open.
Tore Brekken?
No fucking way.
I shook my head the moment I realized who it was.
The professional hockey player of my dreams.
The man I’d been in love with for months.
The same man I’d shot down and friend-zoned after he’d kissed me two months ago.
Nope. This wasn’t happening.
“There’s been a terrible misunderstanding…” I barely got the words out before rushing past all of them and back into the hallway.
2
Tore
“Margot, wait!” Jamie brushed past me and went after Margot before I had a chance to wrap my head around what had just happened.
What the fuck?
I’d signed up for Fantasy Night two years in a row and had been surprised to get the invitation to participate this year, but the last thing I’d expected was to find Margot waiting for me.
I’d been chasing the sweet, sexy brunette for months and I’d finally worked up the nerve to kiss her at a friend’s wedding two months ago. After the most delicious, exciting and romantic kiss of possibly my entire life, she friend-zoned me so fast I got emotional whiplash. One minute we’d been kissing like characters in some sort of Harlequin romance novel, and the next she’d pushed me away and told me we could never, ever do that again. That our friendship was too important. That her daughter needed her and that a man would be a distraction. That she needed stability, both for herself and for Gracie, and that I was too busy with my hockey career to think about being a dad.
She’d gone on for so long I’d wanted to shut her up with another kiss, but then her words sunk in and they’d hurt my feelings, which was pretty hard to do. I wasn’t the most sensitive guy, and I was always up for lighthearted fun, so it took a lot to hurt me. And Margot had. Maybe it was because of my feelings for her, or because she’d essentially told me I wasn’t good enough to be a father to her daughter, even though she hadn’t said it in so many words. Whatever it was, it hurt, and since then we hadn’t spent much time together and none alone.
“Give us a minute,” Viggo said gently. “Why don’t you two get to know each other? Josh LeBlanc, this is Tore Brekken, one of my teammates on the Sidewinders. I think you can figure out each other’s fantasies while we try to talk Margot down off the ledge.”
“I don’t think this is going to work out,” I said quietly. “Nothing personal, Josh, but she friend-zoned me back in June and things have been pretty strained between us since then.”
Viggo winked. “We know all about it. You don’t think this is a coincidence, do you? Jamie is the master matchmaker.” He walked out into the hall, shutting the door behind him.
“Do I get to know the story?” Josh asked, leaning against the wall, his eyes twinkling as he looked at me.
I sighed and blew out a breath. “I’m into her. All of our mutual friends told me she was into me too. I spent almost a year working up the nerve to take things to the next level, and at a wedding, I kissed her. Afterwards, she basically told me I wasn’t the kind of guy she needed in her life.”
He grimaced. “What kind of guy is she looking for?”
“Fuck if I know.” I eyed him. “So, uh, what was your fantasy?”
He smiled. “Having sex with a woman.”
I paused. “Are you gay?”
He nodded. “And I’m guessing you’re…curious?”
I chuckled. “Yeah. Kinda.”
The door opened and Margot came back in, followed by Jamie.
“Tonight is about all three of your fantasies,” Jamie said with a smile. “Margot wanted a threesome with two men. Josh has never been with a woman and thought it would be more comfortable if there was another man involved. And Tore is straight but is interested in experimenting with a man, also with a woman involved. The three of you literally fit each other’s fantasies so perfectly, we couldn’t not put you together. I sense a level of discomfort here, but that’s half the fun. The three of you need to have a few drinks, maybe get out on the dance floor, get to know each other. Margot has the key card for the room reserved for you, so you can decide when you’re ready to go up.”