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“I have a few things in mind,” he said rubbing her leg softly.

“You sure that you want to do this?” She looked down at his hand on her thigh.

“Why would you say that?” Grey became suspicious. Kit never questioned him.

“You haven’t been around for a while. I thought that maybe you and Ivy had gotten it together. I’d hate to be the reason that you relapse.”

Grey removed his hand and sat back in the booth. Casually, he put his arm behind her. “Ivy’s pregnant.”

“Pregnant?” Then news came as a shock to Kit and at that very moment she was very happy to be leaving Grey Henderson behind her.

“Yes, pregnant. So right now, I’m playing Mr. Nice Guy and trying to be there for her, as well as, planning for a wedding and make this new merger at the office happen. Plus, I’ve got graduation in a few months.” He ran his finger down her arm. “I need to release some pressure.” He moved closer and gave a sly smile. “You’re the only woman capable of making that happen.”

“Uh huh,” Kit said lighting another cigarette. “You mean that I’m the only woman available.” She had a thought and grinned. “Damn, you’re the second guy I know that is dealing with pregnancy issues. Something must be in the water.” Laughing she put her hand on his shoulder to comfort him.

“Well, you can guarantee that I won’t be drinking anymore of it,” he said looking at her. “What do you say, Kit. Do you want to be with a soon-to-be married father on your last night?” Temptation had taken over.

“Oui, I think I do,” she said taking his hand. “Let’s get out of here.”

Grabbing his keys, Grey followed closely behind her as they walked towards the coatroom. While he opened the door for Kit, Nicola walked in with Brooks and several off-duty police officers. Surprised, Nicola looked up in the middle of laughing and choked at the sight of the two.

“Damn. What are you up to, Grey?” Nicola asked smiling at Kit. “Hey, Ms. Kitty,” he said instantly making the connection. Either they really did have the same taste in women or there was a serious shortage of the opposite sex in Memphis.

“Hello Nicola,” she said flirting with the prospect of coming back to the club after she left Grey to say a goodbye to him as well.

“You two know each other?” Grey asked without taking his eyes off of Kit.

“Yeah, we know each other,” Kit said unconcerned with the situation. She didn’t see what the big deal was, yet. Grey had always known that she indulged in multiple lovers. Why should this one be any different?

“Grey, how’s Ivy?” Nicola asked taking off his coat. “How’s the baby? You know, she and I have that doctor’s appointment in the morning.” He left little room for response but an endless gap for interpretation. Nicola blew smoke from his cigar and looked over at Brooks.

“Ivy is fine. Good of you to run my errand in the morning. As you can see, it will be a long night. I can’t be expected to be up at the crack of dawn,” Grey said sarcastically. He felt anger in him unlike any he had ever felt before.

“For all we know, it isn’t your errand to run in the first place,” Nicola said hearing Brooks laughing behind him.

“Well, now that we know that everyone is doing fine, we should be going now,” Kit said grabbing Grey by the arm. “Nicola, it was nice seeing you again.” She wasn’t sure if Grey was aware that Nicola was a police officer, but the look in their eyes reflected a harmful malice that would soon be unleashed if they did not go their separate ways.

“Have fun,” Nicola said condescendingly as he walked off.

“I plan to,” Grey said walking out of the door.

**

Scuffling through the winter darkness and the sleet and snow, Grey and Kit drove silently listening to 101.1FM soft jams on the radio. Allowing his mind to race, he tried to picture how Nicola and Ivy had gotten together. For the first time, he could see the two in a passionate embrace and her calling out his name. He could see her lips moist with his kiss…Nicola’s body pushing into Ivy’s in a violent synchronic motion. He could see her smile in ecstasy as Nicola emptied himself into her.

Pressing his foot down on the accelerator, Grey felt his stomach twist into knots. The bastard probably got Ivy pregnant on purpose, he thought as he pulled off the expressway onto his exit. There were only two men in the entire world that had tasted the sweet nectar of Ivy’s embrace, and he hated like hell that Nicola was the other.

Pulling into his driveway, Grey stepped out of his car and slammed the door as hard as he could. Kit opened her door softly, stepped out and leaned against the car.

“Was this a bad idea?” Kit asked softly. By now she had put together the pieces of Grey’s disturbed little puzzle and decided Ivy was face who had launched a thousand ships. A little Helen in the making. She was glad to be leaving before the gates of Troy fell.

“No,” he said quickly. “The last thing I want right now is to be alone.” He looked at her for a moment, and then walked to his side door to turn off the alarm. “Come on. I’ll fix you a nice drink, and we can keep each other company,” he said trying to remove the frustration from his voice. He reached out for her little hand and pulled her gently into the house. He dare not ruin his chances for sex tonight. It was the one thing that might relax him.

Kit took off her coat, set it on the counter and kicked off her stilettos falling back to the earth gravitational pull at a petite four feet ten inches tall. She yawned a little as