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Instantly.

No dignity.

No restraint.

Nothing.

My head drops back against Micah.

Cami keeps her mouth on me.

Micah keeps his hand steady.

Everything goes white.

I hear myself swear.

Hear Cami laugh softly around me.

Feel Micah kiss the side of my head.

When the world comes back, I am approximately ninety percent liquid.

Cami rests her cheek against my thigh.

Micah wraps both arms around me from behind.

I blink at Ronan. “You're a monster.”

He takes off his glasses.

Cleans them. “Successful encounter.”

I stare. “That is all you have to say?”

“No.”

He stands.

Walks toward the kitchen.

I look at the others. “What the fuck?”

Griffin shrugs.

Cami is too tired to move.

Micah kisses my shoulder.

Ronan returns carrying a reusable grocery bag.

I narrow my eyes. “What is that?”

“Aftercare.”

Oh.

Fuck me.