Their Seductress [The Hot Millionaires #1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Zara Chase

“I loved Doug, and now he’s gone. I loved Ellie, and she’s been taken from me, too.” She focused bereft eyes on Isaac’s face, pleading with him to take her seriously. This really mattered to her. “Don’t you see, I’m bad news,” she cried. “I’ll play with you and Nick. You can have my body any which way you like, but my emotions, and my heart, won’t be joining the party.”
    Isaac pulled her into his arms and gently kissed the top of her head. “Whatever works for you, babe.”
    “Sorry to interrupt,” said a voice from the doorway. Nick was leaning there, watching them, an indolent smile playing about his lips. Paige had no idea how long he’d been there but, knowing him, probably all the time. He was a bit of a voyeur. “We have company. Lieutenant Weir’s here to see us.”

Chapter Six
     
    “I didn’t hear the door,” Isaac said.
    He levered himself from the couch, pulled on his pants, and extended a hand to help Paige up. He was surprised by her prim determination not to get emotionally involved, wondering why he hadn’t been more relieved to hear it. Isaac didn’t do emotion, or commitment, or any of the other deep meaningful stuff women seemed to expect. Paige was calmly offering to play with him on his terms, and Isaac was trying to second-guess her motivation. He rolled his eyes, wondering what was wrong with him.
    Nick chuckled. “You two wouldn’t have heard an aircraft if it had landed in the backyard.”
    “We were preoccupied.”
    “Is that what they’re calling it this week?”
    Isaac patted Paige’s rear. “Give us a moment to clean up, and we’ll be right there. I assume you’ve taken our visitor into the formal lounge.”
    “Right.” Nick turned to Paige and offered her a wolfish smile. “Put some water on your face, darling. You look like you’ve just had your brains fucked out.”
    Isaac smirked. “She has.”
    Nick blew her a kiss and headed off to entertain their guest.
    “You up to this?” Isaac asked. “We can always ask him to come back later.”
    “No, I’ll be fine. I’m keen to know if he’s got any suspects.”
    “Us probably.”
    “Us!” Paige looked astounded. “Why would any of us kill Ellie? We loved her.”
    “Relax, I’m not serious. You were in London, I was in LA, and Nick… Well, who knows where Nick was, but he wouldn’t have been anywhere near the office. The thing is, you can bet your life that the good lieutenant knows we all benefited from Ellie’s will. He’s bound to be curious about that.”
    “I guess.”
    They slipped through the kitchen so that Weir wouldn’t see them run up the stairs in a state of semiundress. No point putting ideas into his head. If he got the impression that Isaac and Paige were a long-standing item and both benefited from Ellie’s demise… Well, it would make Isaac suspicious, and he wasn’t even a policeman. Just because they were both thousands of miles away when the crime went down, what was to have stopped them from employing someone else to do the deed?
    “You want me to wait for you to go down?” Isaac asked, pushing aside such dark thoughts as he paused outside Paige’s door and opened it for her.
    “No, I’ll be fine. I’ll take a quick shower and be right there.”
    “Okay.” He planted a soft kiss on her lips. “See you soon.”
    Alone in his own room, Isaac turned the shower on and stripped again, his mind not on the lieutenant waiting downstairs but on Paige and the mind-blowing sex they’d just shared. He hardened again just thinking about it. Hell, he’d had nothing but a hard-on since Paige turned up yesterday. She’d made him as randy as hell even when he didn’t like her. There was now no hope for him.
    He still couldn’t get his mind round all he’d learned about her, all the preconceptions that had been knocked into touch over the past few hours. She was a mixture of feisty ambition, intelligence, a surprising dollop of naïveté—hardly surprising given