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Alicia’s Awakening Alicia loves her best friend, but Lachlan has a secret and doesn’t want to risk scaring her away. What he needs is a chance to assess her reaction without risking their friendship. A blind date with his friend Doug, an experienced Dom, seems to be the perfect answer. But Doug sees what Alicia hides behind the confident, professional façade—the anxiety, the need, the willingness to submit—and when Lachlan realizes how blind he’s been, he blames himself and tries to walk away. Doug thought he was helping a friend, not falling for the woman himself, but when a near tragedy shows both his and Lachlan’s true feelings for Alicia, Doug knows he should step back. But now Lachlan can see something that Doug seems to have missed. Alicia is perfectly suited to life with a bossy Dom. Maybe the answer is simple. They just need to convince their submissive. Genre: BDSM, Contemporary, Ménage a Trois/Quatre Length: 41,134 words ALICIA’S AWAKENING Rachel Clark MENAGE AMOUR Siren Publishing, Inc. www.SirenPublishing.com ABOUT THE E-BOOK YOU HAVE PURCHASED: Your non-refundable purchase of this e-book allows you to only ONE LEGAL copy for your own personal reading on your own personal computer or device. You do not have resell or distribution rights without the prior written permission of both the publisher and the copyright owner of this book. This book cannot be copied in any format, sold, or otherwise transferred from your computer to another through upload to a file sharing peer to peer program, for free or for a fee, or as a prize in any contest. Such action is illegal and in violation of the U.S. Copyright Law. Distribution of this e-book, in whole or in part, online, offline, in print or in any way or any other method currently known or yet to be invented, is forbidden. 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Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is strictly coincidental. PUBLISHER Siren Publishing, Inc. www.SirenPublishing.com Letter to Readers Dear Readers, If you have purchased this copy of Alicia’s Awakening by Rachel Clark from BookStrand.com or its official distributors, thank you. Also, thank you for not sharing your copy of this book. Regarding E-book Piracy This book is copyrighted intellectual property. No other individual or group has resale rights, auction rights, membership rights, sharing rights, or any kind of rights to sell or to give away a copy of this book. The author and the publisher work very hard to bring our paying readers high-quality reading entertainment. This is Rachel Clark’s livelihood. It’s fair and simple. Please respect Ms. Clark’s right to earn a living from her work. Amanda Hilton, Publisher www.SirenPublishing.com www.BookStrand.com DEDICATION For Angela, who encouraged me to climb back in the saddle when I fell off the horse. ALICIA’S AWAKENING RACHEL CLARK Copyright © 2012 Chapter One I’m in love with my best friend. I’ve known it for a very long time, but lately it seems to be getting harder and harder to hide. Surely he can sense my feelings for him. I’m positive I have a neon sign flashing above me that everyone can see. But I’m not brave enough to do anything about it. He doesn’t think of me that way. I’m almost certain of it. Why else would we see less and less of each other in the past year or so? So instead of being honest, I sit here beside him in this classy restaurant as we sip our drinks and wait for our blind dates. Notice the plural? Perhaps he does sense my emotions and this is his way of telling me “no” as gently as possible. “I think you’ll like Doug,” Lachlan says with a half smile. I can’t quite interpret that expression. It’s the one Lachlan uses when he really doesn’t want to do something. “It’s okay if you don’t like Lisa,” I say quickly, wondering if I’m being really unfair. I’ve loved him for so long that I can’t even imagine letting him go. He looks a little surprised, but reassures me that he’ll love Lisa. I really, really hope not. Selfish bitch that I am, I’ve set him up with the woman who I believe would least suit him. Lisa is an in-your-face feminist. She’s liable to take offense to his chivalrous manners when he stands to help her into her seat. I’m actually hoping her first reaction will destroy the entire night. Maybe even make dinner an interminable round of lectures obnoxious enough to have any man running. And then I’ll have the perfect excuse for refusing to spend any time with Lachlan’s friend, Doug. Seriously, I’m going to hell. But I can’t just hand Lachlan over. I won’t. My heart starts to beat really hard when I see Lisa walk in the door. She’s wearing a low-cut dress that very literally points a man’s eyes to her cleavage. No doubt she’ll lambast the first guy to actually look. Hopefully that guy won’t be Lachlan, but even if it is, at least this night will be over. Lachlan smiles, and then waves in Lisa’s direction. For one horrifying moment I wonder if they actually know each other, but then I realize he’s waving to the guy who came into the restaurant behind Lisa. Oh wow. And. Oh, fuck. Doug is almost as good looking as Lachlan—tall with the same confident stride, easy smile, and bright eyes that suggest a keen intelligence. When he realizes that the woman in front of him is actually heading to the same table, he introduces himself, keeping his eyes on her face, only once giving in to the inviting temptation to look at her cleavage. He tucks her hand into the crook of his elbow and escorts her to our table. Like a true gentleman, he introduces her to me and Lachlan. Then Doug finally does the one thing I was hoping would end the night quickly—he pulls out Lisa’s chair and waits for her to be seated. I’m waiting for the explosion, for the feminist ranting lecture on equal rights and equal treatment, but what I get instead is a woman who blushes at the interest she’s getting from two alpha males. God, I want to scream. I actually sat in the break room and listened to this woman’s over-the-top opinions for nearly an entire lunch. Apparently, she’s only a feminist when the wrong man is looking at her cleavage. Sheesh. “What’s that look for?” Doug asks me as he leans over and gives me a conspiratorial smile. Hmmm, apparently I’m not as good at hiding my emotions as I thought. “Um,” I say, trying to delay whatever idiotic thoughts might tumble from my mouth. “I was just…um…trying to decide what to order.” Okay, not exactly a brilliantly original line, but I’m seriously working under pressure here. Lisa is smiling and giggling at whatever charming comment Lachlan just made, and for the second time in less than a minute I absolutely want to scratch her eyes out. Fabulous. Lachlan drops his gaze to Lisa’s breasts and asks if she would like to dance. Lisa seems flattered that he looked at her ample, displayed-to-best-advantage bosom, and I’m ready to throw a tantrum like a two-year-old. I realize that my nasty little plan blowing up in my face is probably karma, but at this stage I don’t even want to think about it. And hell, as always, my brain just won’t shut down. I’m all the way up to imagining the part where she traps Lachlan with wild sex, falls pregnant, and then shows her snarky feminist side when Doug leans over and places his hand on top of mine. I give him a slightly startled smile as he says, “She’s not his type.” “Oh,” I say inanely, because, well hell, it seems like this guy can see everything going on inside my head, and it’s kind of freaking me out. He sits back, gives me an assessing look, and then changes the subject. “Lachlan says you’ve known each other forever.”
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