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As I get close to the end, I see something that has a shiver coursing through me and I clear my throat, smiling.

“It just got better, Donny boy. It seems there may also be a chance we pull a virgin, since there are going to be some in attendance. We need to specify if this will be a problem.”

I’ve never had a virgin. Not even when I lost my virginity. One of my father’s whores was my first. A family tradition with all male children that will end with me. Thankfully, my father is supportive of my decision to not follow in his footsteps. My brother Maxim, however, did.

“Shittin hell man, a virgin! That’s a big deal. Wait, why would a virgin be doing this? Do we want that responsibility? You know how losing the v card is a big thing for wimmin. It seems like it might be a lot of work,” Donovan confesses and I get what he’s saying, but right now, I don’t care.

It’s highly unlikely we will even pull the key for a virgin. Hell, we don’t even know how many people will be there. All I know is that I’ll be the one to pull for us since I was the primary person when I filled out the form.

“If we pull the virgin, we’ll make it amazing for her. Hell, it’s us.” I wave my hand between us. “We’re the gods of sex and delivering orgasms. So let’s not stress about it. We’re about to embark on one of the most amazing things that could ever happen to us. A fucking key party.”

He takes a sip of his drink, then lowers it, resting it on his thigh as he taps his finger against the glass. I’m honestly starting to worry that he’s going to back out. Was our acceptance a package deal? If he decides not to do this, can I email them and tell them it’s just me?

Fuck!

He needs to be okay with this. No one is forcing anyone to do something they don’t want to do. They’re doing it out of their own free will.

He still hasn’t said a word. He’s staring at his glass, his finger still tapping on it—it’s a nervous tick for when he's thinking.

“Fine. Tae hell with it, you're right. No one is making anyone do it, and who knows who we’ll end up with. Let’s hae a look at this waiver and list they want us to complete.” He stands and places his glass on my desk, moving his chair closer to me. I turn my laptop to the side so we can both see it.

I open the form and see that it’s one we can type on, which makes it easier. Scanning the list of hard and soft limits, I already know there are limited things I’m not willing to do. Scat play is definitely one of them, so I go ahead and mark it as a hard limit.

We spend the next hour going through the list. We’re acting like fucking teenage horndogs, making jokes and laughing so hard my stomach hurts. By the time we’re done, we both have a buzz and the only thing left is to schedule the medical examination, which we’ll do in the morning.

“Right then, I’m outta here. Five comes early. I’m opening the gym and I want to go to the shop tomorrow afternoon.” Wait, did Donovan just say he needs to go to the grocery store?

“Dude, weren’t you just there today?” I look at him with an eyebrow raised.

“Aye, I know,” he mumbles. Something’s up. The only time he acts like this is when it’s about a woman he’s attracted to.

“Fuck me. Who is she?”

He runs his hand through his short hair before sighing in frustration. “I dunno. She ran away from me and I didnae see her before I left. If I didnae get the call from Anton that he needed my help to find a client’s information, I would’ve kept looking for her.”

“So you’re going back hoping to see her again? Do you think she’ll be back the next day?” I ask.

“Nah, fuck I’m a sap. I’ve got to go. Let me know when the appointments are so I can mark them on the calendar. When is this thing again?”

“April twentieth,” I tell him.

“Fuck, that’s close.”

I nod as he turns around and strides across the room. When he gets to the door, he looks at me over his shoulder before walking out, closing the door behind him.

Fuck, my cock’s hard just thinking about the party. I need to burn off some energy.

Chapter seven

Alexis

It’s been a week. A long, grueling one at work. We suspect our arsonist is responsible for two of the fires we’ve handled. He or she is very clever, not leaving any clue as to who they are.

So far, there hasn’t been a casualty, but how long will that luck last? The only bright spot to the whole thing is I’m about to go on a two-week vacation. I tried to cut it down to a week, but the Captain wouldn’t hear of it. He wanted me to take the time to heal from what happened and come back with a clear head.

Oddly enough, or maybe the stars aligned to make it happen, but the key party falls right at the beginning of the vacation. So in two days, I will lose my virginity and then spend the rest of the time holed up in my apartment after a weekend trip to Vegas with Taira.

But first, I have to survive a Brazilian wax! Something Taira claims is essential and made the appointment at the spa for tonight.

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