“You think I didn’t come prepared?” She smirks. “I have a treasure trove of masks in my suite.”
Because of course she does.
“A mask can do a lot for a person’s courage,” she continues.
“Fine,” I say. “But what about her bestie? Jazz? Isn’t she already planning something?”
“Evangeline is doing it all,” June replies. “And she’ll be happy to have our input.”
“All right,” I relent. “If Evangeline is in, then Ariel gets a fantasy night.”
As for me? Maybe I’ll get something too.
Hope. Escape. Release.
Or ruin. Depends on the choices I make.
June grabs my wrist. “We should talk to Evangeline now. I know she’ll love this.”
“Go for it,” I say. “Evangeline is your project. I’ll go see what I have to wear.”
June laughs. “Wear? Who cares? We’re all going to end up skyclad.” She ambles off, presumably to talk to Evangeline.
I head toward the stairs.
Damn.
Again, I’m amazed at how brilliant the idea is. And it’s perfect for this type of event. Ariel and Alex probably won’t be having sex under the stars, but…
Maybe I will.
Not with Sebastian, though. He’s on my list, even though I can’t get him out of my head.
How will I avoid him? Because with masks and moonlight and magic in the air, I know myself. I’m going to want a little.
And if he touches me—just once, just right—I’ll forget every reason I had to stay away.
Then again…
He doesn’t have to love me to give me what I need.
And I’m not just talking about his gorgeous cock.
I reach my suite and look through my hair and makeup stuff. I have some temporary hair color that will be perfect. Pink, blue, green, and gold. A little silver too. Ariel should wear silver, as the moon goddess. This is her celebration. I’ll use a little silver on my blue tips too.
I continue to take inventory when a knock sounds on my door.
Damn. June again. This is her baby. I’m just along for the ride.
I open the door, and?—
Sebastian.
Looking like the rocker god he is.
He doesn’t say a word. Just steps inside like he belongs anywhere he walks, his gaze landing on me like I’m the only thing worth seeing.
“I heard you’re throwing a naked party,” he says.
