Alexi stood at her office window overlooking the city. She needed something to distract her. All she could see when she tried to work was Blake, her legs spread and Kris’s head between them. Then when she got herself to push that image aside, she’d see another woman, in Kris’s arms, being held, and loved, and treated like a queen. Because that’s the way Kris was, when she was with you, you felt like a queen, the only woman she paid attention to. She’d had that, she could have had more, all of it, but she’d let Kris walk away. And now, it was too late to get it back. And she had to settle with the friendship on offer. “That’s what you want.” She told herself. “Right?” She groaned in frustration and turned to her elevator doors as they opened. Adam walked in with a huge cooler bag in his lef
