As Mike put the car into reverse, his hand brushed Jenny’s leg again. The touch sent a thrill through her, and she didn’t pull away. Glancing in the rearview mirror, Mike blew Eric a kiss. “Aw, babe, you like it in the back and you know it.”
Sitting forward, Eric leaned against Jenny’s seat and asked, “What was it we were talking about at lunch the other day? Something involving Mike…”
Jenny frowned. “Labor compliance?” Really? He wanted to talk about thatnow? How boring.
But over her shoulder, she saw the smirk on Eric’s face and knew he was teasing. “No, something else…what wasit? Oh, yes. Threesomes. She asked if we’d ever done that.”
Jenny felt her face heat up. “I didn’t—”
“You did,” Eric insisted.
Mike laughed. “Done it? No.”
“I told her we could,” Eric said.
“Wait, was she asking?” Mike wanted to know. “Like just out of curiosity or because she wants in?”
“God.” Jenny hid her head in her hand, blushing furiously. “Are we there yet? I need a drink.”