“She came on to you?” Shane asked. “Like threw herself at you?”

“No. She was sweet about it. Polite.” The way she almost always was, though now she avoided him like the plague. “She asked if she could have a moment of my time and if I would consider a scene with her.”

He’d scened with almost every single sub in the place, and some of the married ones. Not that the married ones had led to sex. They’d been more about teaching the sub’s husband about suspension play. Lisa had to know how many subs he’d played with. Everyone but her.

How had that made her feel?

“And you handled it how?” Shane asked as though he already knew the answer and it wasn’t pretty.

“I told her I wasn’t interested and walked back to the locker room.” Stumbled in his haste to get away, but Shane didn’t need to know that.

Shane winced. “Yeah, that would do it. You said I’m not interested and nothing else? Like you were refusing a mint?”

“I panicked.”

“You don’t panic.”

“I do around her.” He moved to his computer. “I don’t know why but she unnerves me.”

“Because you’re attracted to her,” Shane started. “Insanely attracted to her.”

Suddenly there was movement in his doorway and Wade strode in, a box in his hand. “Are we talking about Lisa Daley? Because for some reason he doesn’t want to be attracted to that sweet thing. And he doesn’t want the rest of us to be attracted to her either. You should watch out. He kind of growls when one of us gets too close.”

“I can’t believe you got that monstrosity of a couch in,” Declan said, setting down the box he was carrying. “I was so sure that wasn’t going to happen.”

“It’s all about physics and geometry, my friend,” Shane replied. “I’ve got both brains and beauty.”

Riley groaned, entering the apartment with Remy’s microwave in his hands. “Yep, you’re a beauty queen, Landon. Remy, this place is way better than your ramshackle piece of crap. It deserves a microwave that was built in this century.”

Ah, his crew was here and they would give him plenty of shit. “Hey, it works. Not everything has to be beautiful as long as it functions. Put it over there on the bar, and my ramshackle piece of crap is going to put me over the top financially.”

Riley set the microwave, that really did seem like it had seen more of US history than a small appliance should, on the bar and held out a hand. “I’m happy to hear that, though I’m going to be sorry to see you go, brother.”