Stroke of Luck

“He said that it wasn’t you who’d cheated on him. It was the other way around. That when you walked away, he panicked and his ego got in the way. He knows what he did was wrong and that blaming you was unforgivable.” Sarah stepped forward and took April’s hand. “But, dear, he does want you to forgive him. He wants you to give him a chance to make it up to you. He says you won’t take his calls, so he contacted me and asked if I’d talk to you.”

April shook her head. This was crazy.

“I know he doesn’t deserve it,” Sarah continued, “but he really does love you. And from everything I’ve seen over the past two years, I believe you love him, too. I totally understand why you want to walk away, but I urge you to at least listen to what he has to say.”

* * *

Quinn smiled at the huge stack of chips in front of him. Both he and Austin had done exceptionally well tonight.

He turned to April and took her hand. “You are a great lucky charm.”

Austin settled their winnings as Quinn drew her to her feet and hugged her tightly. Her body stiffened, and he drew back.

“What’s wrong?”

She shook her head. “Nothing.”

“I don’t believe you.” He smiled encouragingly and tipped up her chin. “Does it have anything to do with the fact those friends of your ex’s were here? Because they left over an hour ago, so you can relax and enjoy your husband’s attention.”

Austin stepped beside her and leaned in with a grin. “If we go back to the suite, you can enjoy both your husbands’ attention.”

Quinn loosened his hold on her, and the three of them strolled to the door.

They walked through the atrium and took the elevator down. Soon they were in the hustle and bustle of the main level, with shops and restaurants around them and a steady flow of people, even at midnight.

“I would love to buy my beautiful wife a diamond necklace or at least a big bouquet of roses to celebrate our winnings.” Austin glanced at her with a smile. “What do you say?”

Her lips turned up in a wistful smile that tugged at Quinn’s heart. He wanted to give her the world but couldn’t even suggest it.

“No jewelry,” she said. “But maybe I’ll accept one of those.”

She pointed to a woman carrying a basket of roses, and Austin grinned and waved her over.

“But just one,” April said firmly.

Austin purchased the rose and handed it to her. A soft blush set her face aglow as she pressed her lips to Austin’s cheek in a light kiss. Jealousy washed through Quinn—not directed at Austin but because he wished he’d been the one to give her that small joy.

They reached the elevators that would take them to their floor, and soon they were inside the suite. Austin pulled her into his arms and kissed her. Quinn watched her fingers stroke through Austin’s sandy-brown hair, and his heart ached. Then he heard the sound of her zipper unfastening. Austin’s hands stroked up her sides, and he leaned back to gaze at her lovely body, then eased her strapless gown downward until it tumbled to her feet, leaving her in a stunningly sexy red-and-black lace bra and panty set.

She turned to Quinn and stepped close, then glided her hands over his chest, and around his neck. He wrapped his arms around her and captured her lips. The sight of her exquisite body had caused his groin to tighten, and now with the warmth of her curves against him, his cock swelled.

Once he got her in the bedroom, he could barely control himself. He stripped off her lingerie and stood admiring her naked body. She unfastened his zipper and reached in to find his cock, but when she crouched down to take it in her mouth, he drew her back to her feet.

“No. I want to be inside you. I want to make you come.”

He shed his clothes and backed her up to the bed. Austin was there, too, naked. But all Quinn could think about was being with April. Giving her pleasure.

Their lovemaking was sweet and tender. And absolutely breathtaking. Quinn made her come. Then Austin did, too. The three of them collapsed under the covers in a tangle of limbs, and Quinn watched her in the moonlight as she fell asleep.

* * *

“Maurice?”

April stared at her ex-fiancé, her stomach coiling into knots at the sight of his handsome face, his lips turned up in that charismatic smile of his.

“I want to win you back. I want to start over. I want you to be mine.”

She stepped back. She was a challenge to him. That’s all. He wanted to own her. To control her. She shook her head, continuing to back away from him. Then she bumped into something. She turned to see Quinn standing there, his eyes glowing with love.