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.Four new recruits from my five o’clock class.”“They realize what kind of class this is, don’t they?” She unbuttoned her coat.“Are you kidding? When I told them, they jumped at the chance.Allison from next door is one of them.”Well, that certainly explained the interest.The owner of Rings-n-Roses was by far the most outspoken, extroverted woman on the planet.“Is she bringing her own pole?”Shrugging into her coat, Penny laughed and walked to the door.“I wouldn’t be surprised if she did.Be careful walking home tonight.Or better yet, have someone give you a ride.”Whisking the scarf from around her neck, Julayne shook her hair loose.“I’m meeting a client at seven.Maybe I can bum a ride.See you next week.”“Goodnight.Have fun.” Snowflakes blew in and melted on the carpeted entry as Penny left.Seven weeks had passed since Punxsutawney Phil had seen his shadow.March had come in like a lion and was changing into a grizzly bear.Turning the lock on the door, Julayne aimed for the locker room.Time for a quick change and a quicker warm-up.* * * *Grabbing the bag of Thai carryout, Reese climbed out of the truck.“Brand, I’m not freezing my ass off out here because we’re ten minutes early.Besides, I want to see what kind of class Laynie’s teaching.”His brother grunted but followed.“This is a bad idea.You want to have a hard-on during the meeting from watching her bend like a damn pretzel? She’s flexible.Use your imagination.I’d rather not have my dick smashed against my zipper the rest of the night for her to see.”Reese snorted.“We’ve had this discussion a hundred times.Sooner or later we have to tell her we’re both interested in her.Then she decides if she wants to date one of us.I’m tired of waiting.That’s why I called to change the meeting time.We’re doing this tonight.”Holding open the door to the studio, Brand frowned.“What if she doesn’t want either of us? I like having her as a friend.”Yeah, well, Reese liked having her as a friend too.He strode past his brother, following the music and voices down the hallway to the classroom and ignoring the question.The door stood open.Laynie hung upside down, spread-eagle in midair.“Holy shit on a stick.”Brand’s whisper corrected him.“No, that’s Laynie hanging from a pole.You’re right about the holy shit though.”She spun around, her legs swinging downward to grasp the metal between her thighs.“Fuck.Pole dancing.I’m never going to sleep again without wet dreams.”“Jesus, Reese, I told you this was a bad idea.” They both groaned as she twisted and arched.“Damn, she’s sexy.”The music stopped.Female voices called out questions.“Julayne, will you teach me that scorpion move? That has to be the perfect position for the ultimate G-spot orgasm.”“What about the butterfly? My husband will go nuts for that one.”“Do you give private lessons? I’m not sure I can do this in front of everybody.”“I wonder if spinning like that hurts if you’re naked.”“Hey, I want to do this in front of all the single guys in town and watch them pant! Or de-pant!” Wild laughter echoed through the room.Women thought men had dirty minds? Reese shook his head.This group had raunchy down pat.“Ladies, ladies.This is a beginner’s class.We’ll start with the basics.I’ll be glad to help anyone who wants some one-on-one instruction.Remember, I’ve been doing this for over a year.You have to develop lots of core strength and flexibility for some of the moves.Practice at home if you can.I’ll see everybody next week.”Reese gave Brand a shove toward the lobby area as female giggles and singsong voices advanced on them.“Move, move, move.We can’t let her find us spying on her.”He jogged down the hall to the front entrance, made a left turn, and ducked into the lounge.Pole dancing.His gorgeous accountant taught women to twirl around a metal pole to tease the men in their lives.And he’d pictured some tame yoga-contortionist crap.Adjusting the fly of his jeans, he watched Brand do the same.They’d never been attracted to the same woman before Laynie.The minute they’d walked into her office six months ago, the struggle began.Maintain a professional relationship with her or cross the line to personal? Seeing her at the same moment negated the dibs rule.Brotherhood and friendship had played a major role in delaying his decision to push the issue.Having sex with someone else when he wanted her went against his better judgment.How long could he continue jacking off in the shower every morning? After her performance, he’d need to repeat the routine every night, too.“Hi.You’re early.” Julayne leaned on the doorjamb, one hand perched on her hip.Firm, full tits encased in one of those skimpy sports bras caught his attention first.Careful not to be obvious, he scanned downward to defined abs above a tiny pair of shorts and long legs leading to bare feet with pink toenails.Too damn hot for words.“Do I smell cashew chicken?”“Hi, Laynie.” Brand spoke first, not that Reese could with his tongue stuck to the roof of his mouth.“We figured you haven’t eaten supper yet.Or if you did, it was just a salad.A bottle of your favorite cabernet to go with the Thai, and dark chocolate truffles for dessert.”Her smile sent a jolt to Reese’s chest.She trotted across the room toward them.“I love you guys!”The casual words made his stomach pitch
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