Infatuation - A Club Destiny Novel (22 page)

“
Shit, I don’t
know.”

“
Have the three of you
discussed it?”

“
Not in depth, no. I
mentioned it last week, and Sierra got pissed at me.”

“
Do you want her to marry
the baby’s father?” Tag didn’t care which one of them was the
father because as far as he was concerned, their baby would be more
than loved by the three of them. And even if they didn’t have the
traditional family, that didn’t mean it was wrong.

“
Not
necessarily.”

“
What’s really going on,
Cole?” Tag didn’t grow up with Cole, nor had they ever been close
like real brothers, but they had become friends over the years and
he knew him. There was something truly bothering him.

“
I guess I’m just having a
hard time figuring out how it’s all supposed to work. Who does the
baby call ‘daddy’?”

“
Both of you?” That was
the logical answer to Tag.

“
Does it work like
that?”

“
Why wouldn’t it? Same sex
couples have children all the time. This wouldn’t be much
different. Regardless who the birth father is that doesn’t make
either of you less than the other.”

Cole became instantly
fascinated with his beer bottle, and Tag left it at that. He might
be able to dish out advice, but admittedly, he didn’t have the
first clue what it would actually feel like to be in a relationship
as complicated as theirs.

The only thing he did know, they loved each
other. That was clear. And from Tag’s interaction with the trio, he
never got the impression that any one of them loved one person more
than the other. And as long as they were happy, what the fuck did
it matter anyway?

“
I heard you’re meeting
with Travis this afternoon,” Cole said when his eyes met Tag’s once
more. Shit, at this rate, he was going to have whiplash trying to
keep up.

“
Three o’clock,” Tag
confirmed. “We’re talking about the resort.”

“
He’s been talking to a
couple of the members over the last couple of days.”

Tag was curious as to which ones, but he
didn’t ask. Questioning Cole wasn’t going to get him the answers he
needed, nor did he want the McCoy’s to think he was trying to find
out inadvertently.

“
That’s what I hear.
Sounds like he’s got a couple of additional investors.”

“
Looks like it. I don’t
know who they are, but I do know he turned down Stephen Crawford
after the man approached him.”

Tag hadn’t heard that. He
fully expected Crawford to approach Travis, but he was a little
surprised to learn he turned the interest away.

“
How did he become a
member?” Tag heard himself ask the question before he could stop
it. He expected to have this conversation with Logan and Luke, not
Cole, but now it was out there and there was no way he could take
it back.

“
Fuck if I know,” Cole
huffed. “Luke won’t tell me shit, and when I asked Logan, he
wouldn’t say either. Somethings going on there, I can feel it. I
just don’t know what it is.”

For the remainder of their
lunch, Cole’s comment stuck with Tag, and he made a mental note to
talk to Luke and Logan as soon as his meeting with Travis was
finished.

~*~*~

McKenna was sitting at an
empty table in the club working on her laptop and waiting for Tag
to be finished with his meeting with Travis. Her interview with
Logan went well. Better than well actually. He had invited his
wife, and after spending an hour talking to the two of them,
McKenna felt as though she had an insider’s view into their lives.
It was fascinating, to say the least.

What surprised her most
was Sam’s keen interest in everything. The woman’s appetite for
knowledge was insatiable and for part of the interview, McKenna
found herself answering more questions than Logan. All in all, it
worked out well, and her article was almost finished.

If she would just focus on
what’s in front of her and not her curiosity about what Tag and
Travis were discussing behind closed doors, she might just finish
it. No matter how hard she tried, McKenna’s brain was set on
replay, and the video was of the past few days she’d spent with
Tag. Apparently her brain was on sexual overload.

Maybe it was due to the interview she had
with Luke earlier in the week and the way the man openly answered
one of her more personal questions as it related to sex.
Admittedly, ever since that discussion, she had a difficult time
not imagining what it was like to be Sierra in the middle of that
fantastically hot man sandwich.

Ménage.

Not a foreign concept for McKenna, although
she would admit to only experiencing at least one in her entire
life. But, again, McKenna had done some serious experimenting for a
few years and she found many different sexual scenarios that struck
her fancy. A threesome was definitely one of them. At the time.

But for some reason, it
didn’t interest her right now. Granted, it wasn’t like she hadn’t
given it a fleeting thought or two in recent days. Especially when
she had been talking with Tag and Travis, but what red blooded
woman wouldn’t at least fantasize about that kind of orgasmic
bliss. She was guilty of the passing thought.

Now... well, McKenna had developed a very
personal, very possessive fondness for Tag Murphy. The idea of
sharing him or him sharing her didn’t do much for her, which in all
honesty, really surprised her. Not that he would feel the same, but
McKenna knew that anything more than what they were doing now just
wasn’t going to happen.

She knew from experience and from the
stories her readers had told her that it wasn’t about quantity, but
rather quality. So, no, she didn’t venture into sexual situations
often with a man she didn’t know well. She could admit that her
experience was vast, however, the number of partners she had had in
her life was not.

She had questioned herself
recently as it pertained to Tag, but McKenna realized she knew a
lot more about him than she gave herself credit for. They had
shared a few informal discussions prior to their first interlude,
and one of those times had been a visit he made to her office,
before her article referring to his dungeon. Aside from that, it
just felt like there was a connection between the two of them.
Something that was possibly even stronger than they
were.

Sometimes she forgot about
that meeting because it had been so normal. She wasn’t sure why he
showed up that day, but he had. If she thought about it now, she
figured he was just trying to get an idea of what he might be able
to expect from her as far as the media were concerned. Up until
that point, she hadn’t written anything over the top about him or
the McCoy’s, but she had made a few references on her
blog.

That meeting had been
normal in comparison to the meetings that followed for sure.
Especially every time they came in contact with one another after
that first very brief kiss in his car. Ok, so maybe she was
dreaming or perhaps even delusional. She honestly didn’t know how
Tag felt about her, aside from the heat she saw in his eyes when
they were together. But, she did feel something in his touch, in
his kiss, that she was pretty sure she had never felt
before.

As her thoughts continued
to drift, McKenna was vaguely aware of both Tag and Travis
approaching the table where she sat.

“
I hope it’s me you’re
thinking about.” Tag’s resonant, southern drawl invaded the sexual
haze she was encroached in.

McKenna realized she was smiling which was
probably what he was referring to. “Maybe. How did your meeting
go?” She immediately changed the subject.

“
Very well,” Travis
answered. “And now I’ve got to get back to Austin to take care of a
few things.” Extending his hand out to Tag, McKenna watched the two
shake hands. “Thanks. And you’ll be hearing from me
soon.”

When Travis turned and
extended his hand to her, McKenna gently gripped it in return and
smiled. “If you don’t mind, one of these days when you have a few
extra minutes, I’d really like to interview you.”

“
Yes ma’am.” Travis’ thick
Texas drawl made McKenna realize one of the many reasons women must
flock to this man.

With that Travis headed for the main doors,
stopping to talk to Luke on his way out.

“
Are you hungry?” Tag
asked as he watched her.

She wasn’t sure what it was, but he seemed
oddly intense at the moment, but she let it go.

“
I could eat.”

*** ~~ *** ~~ *** ~~ ***

Article number five, as approved by Logan
McCoy:

The Sinful in Seven Series:

Day Five: Interviewer or Interviewee

Who’s asking the questions here?

Did I say that Luke McCoy put the “sex” in
sexy? Well, I meant Logan McCoy. No, wait. I meant Luke. Hell, they
both did – with a capital SEX.

Today I was honored with the opportunity to
interview Logan McCoy and his beautiful wife, Samantha. Let me just
say, I’m not sure who was really asking the questions. The one
thing I know for sure, if there were ever any doubts, there
definitely aren’t anymore. These two are very much in love.

Needless to say, Mr. and
Mrs. Logan McCoy are two very passionate, practical, and
exceptionally powerful people. I assure you, I will definitely
think twice before deciding to cross either one of them.

I promise a glimpse into their interview in
the future, so hold tight!

-McKenna Thorne

*** ~~ *** ~~ *** ~~ ***

Article number six, as
approved by Tag Murphy (and yes, he got a kick out of this
one):

The Sinful in Seven Series:

Day Six: Hanging in

Is it hot in here to you?

Well, if not, then I think I’m having a hot
flash.

-McKenna Thorne

*** ~~ *** ~~ *** ~~ ***

Tag could’ve sworn it was Thursday and not
Monday.

At the rate the day was
going, he’d be hard pressed not to drink himself into a blind
stupor by sundown, and the sad part about it... it was only ten
o’clock in the morning.

He admired McKenna for how
she managed to juggle so many things at one time and still remain
the cool professional that she was. In fact, things had gotten so
out of hand, they both opted to go to the Sensations, Inc. offices
so she could handle a few issues that arose during the few days she
was absent. Although, based on what he saw, Whisper Durant was
doing a fine job of handling them, but she was the one who had
requested McKenna’s presence.

The articles on Luke and
Logan had lit up the phone lines at Sensations, Inc., and although
they had called in every additional person they had, it still
seemed the influx of interest was too much. Not for McKenna though.
She was amazingly cool under pressure and Tag found himself just
watching her.

She was currently sitting at her desk, her
fingers flying over her keyboard as she did whatever it was that
she did. Answering a ton of questions, he was sure.

“
Mac?” Whisper’s voice
came from down the hall long before she approached, and she wasn’t
any quieter when she walked through the door.

Tag fought the urge to
laugh.
Whisper.
The woman was so incredibly loud, he wondered whether her
parents knew what they were getting themselves into.

He sat on the sofa in
McKenna’s office, his laptop in front of him and watched the
exchange between the two women. They couldn’t have been any more
different than two people could be. McKenna was tall, slender, with
porcelain skin and vibrant red hair while Whisper was cute, short,
with bronze skin and a short, white-blond bob. They were an
interesting pair the two of them were. Tag couldn’t help but notice
how well they worked together, or how much they knew what the other
was about to say.

He was still entranced by
watching McKenna when his phone rang, startling him and causing the
two women to look his way. Glancing down at it, he saw that it was
Logan, and as he quickly hit the talk button, he snuck out into the
hall.

“
What’s up?”

“
Where the hell are
you?”

Damn
. Why was it that Logan seemed to be the McCoy twin losing
his cool these days? For all the time Tag had known him, he was
never rattled, but something about this entire situation was
definitely making the man nervous.

“
Sensations offices.
Why?”

“
I need you to meet me. At
XTX.”

XTX? Tag had just been by
there that morning for a meeting with Xavier Thomas. To his
surprise, the meeting had gone exceptionally well, but that was
probably because there wasn’t a lot of drama there.

Unlike Club Destiny.

“
When?” Tag conceded,
pacing back and forth down the hall.

“
Now would be
perfect.”

Of course it would.

“
Give me a few minutes,”
Tag told Logan before hanging up.