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I don’t see them come in, not right away, because I’m too busy dancing, my hands in the air, my body swaying.A man comes up behind me, offering me an inviting smile.I return it, letting him put his hands on my hips just as my eyes connect with his.Muff is standing by the entrance with Spike and Cade, and his eyes are on me, his face is tight.

He doesn’t get to be jealous, oh no.

This is on him.

I look away, turning to face the stranger I’m dancing with.I put my arms around his neck and ask his name.

“Jacob,” he tells me, his voice husky and low.“What’s yours?”

“Janine.”

“Nice to meet you, Janine.”

His body is against mine, hard and firm, and I want to be turned on.God, I really do, but my heart isn’t in it.I’m the kind of person that can’t just have sex for fun, though I wish I were different.I know I’m not as free spirited as the other girls, and some would probably call me vanilla, but I’ve just never found a way out of my shell.

“It’s okay,” Jacob murmurs into my ear, his hands on my hips as we sway.“I won’t bite, I promise.”

I glance back over at Muff, who is still watching me, his eyes filled with the kind of rage that sparks something inside me.I know it’s petty, but I want him to hurt.I want him to feel even a little of what I do.So, I bring Jacob in closer, and I kiss him.It’s not an amazing kiss, but he responds just how I figure he would.He kisses me back with passion and desire, his tongue dancing with mine.

“Want to go to the bathroom?”he asks, pulling his lips away.

“Yeah,” I answer.

I don’t, because the very thought terrifies me, and yet I find myself being led through the crowd and to the bathroom.The same bathroom Muff fucked me in only weeks ago.Remembering his hands on my body has me pausing, staring at the basin with a longing I know Jacob can’t fill.

Unbothered by my hesitation, Jacob turns to me, pushing the door closed, and begins kissing my neck.

I don’t take my eyes off the basin.

His hand runs down my back and over my bottom.

My eyes still don’t move.

The door swings open and Jacob startles, releasing me and turning just in time to see Muff stepping in, shoving the door closed behind him.

“What the fuck man, we’re busy.”

“You’re busy,” Muff grinds out, his eyes locked on mine, “with my wife.”

He looks dangerous tonight, with his well-fitting black jeans and button-down white shirt, the top undone and the sleeves rolled to his elbows.His thick hair is down around his shoulders, making his eyes pop.He looks so fucking good; it only makes this that much harder.

“What?”Jacob asks, glancing down at me.

“We’re not together,” I say, my tone clipped.“You can leave now, Brian.Thank you.”

Muff grins, but it isn’t playful, it’s a challenge.“No, I think I might stay.”

Jacob looks between us, then throws his hands up.“Yeah, this is too fucking weird for me.I’m out.”

He disappears out of the bathroom, slamming the door behind him and leaving Muff and I standing alone, the pounding music outside the only sound that can be heard.Our eyes are locked, and my breathing is ragged as I stare at him, wanting him so fucking badly it burns and yet remembering that his heart is with another woman.

The thought makes that same nauseating feeling come washing back.

“This is how you deal with things?By fucking other men?”

“Last time I checked, I’m no longer your concern.”

“Last time I checked—” he takes a step forward, his expression intense “—you weren’t this easy.”

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