Page 231 of End Game

That isn't better.

Alexis steps beside me. “What did we miss?”

Carter answers first. “Jer and Ronan are arguing about money.”

Jeremiah doesn't look away from his phone. “I know a rigger who teaches private lessons.”

Alexis's entire face changes. “Shibari?”

“Yes.”

She looks at me.

I look at her.

Oh.

Oh, double fuck.

Ronan puts his phone away. “Nothing is arranged.”

“Yet,” Micah says.

I look between them. “What exactly are we talking about?”

Jeremiah finally turns toward us. “I'll contact him. See what he offers. If he's interested in teaching privately, it would be the four of us learning.”

He gestures between himself, Carter, Micah, and Ronan.

Then his eyes move to Alexis. “With two rope bunnies.”

Alexis smiles and almost bounces.

I stare at her. “You didn't even hesitate.”

“No.”

Everyone looks at me.

My gaze travels to the overhead bar.

Then to Ronan.

Then Micah.

This is a terrible idea.

A deeply irresponsible idea.

An idea that probably requires waivers.

“Absolutely, yes,” I finally say.

Carter laughs.

Ronan's mouth curves.

Micah looks extremely pleased with himself.