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Chapter One
“Is this some kind of sick joke, Ramon? You’re dumping me?” Alana demanded, staring up at her pathetic excuse for a boyfriend. Ex- boyfriend now.
“Keep your voice down.”
“I texted you. Left voicemails.” The voice he’d warned her to keep down rose plaintively over the thumping bass of the music. Not her fault they were having what should be a private conversation on the dance floor of Kink— Ely, Maryland’s hottest sex club.
The best part? His new bleached- blonde arm candy watched from a few feet away.
“You knew I took my vacation to coincide when you were on leave,” she added when he didn’t respond.
“Huh?” He leaned closer. “Can’t hear you. Look, Alana, I’m sorry this didn’t work out. But Caycee and I are in love.”
Sure. And those doll eyes and surgically enhanced lips have nothing to do with it.
“Ha.” She laughed to keep from kneeing him in the groin. “The only thing you’re in love with is the mirror shoved in your back pocket.”
“Ram, are you almost do- one?”
“Ram?” Alana shuddered. “Oh my God.”
He grinned and winked. To think she’d once gazed longingly into those puppy dog eyes. “Querida, I wish you well. Maybe someday you will find your own—”
“Screw off,” she said, fumbling for her cell phone.
No, she would not find her own, because she wasn’t looking. From now on, she was putting her love life on lockdown.
Ram and Caycee left the dance floor and headed upstairs. Probably to the steam room. Her ex- lover had a fondness for sweat he didn’t have to generate. Lord knows he didn’t believe in anything but penetration while simultaneously rubbing her butt.
As if she didn’t know what that meant. Lucky for him he’d never gone any further than rubbing.
“Not in this life or any other,” she muttered.
Alana propped her hands on her curvy hips and took a deep breath. What a freaking pisser. She’d already risked the wrath of her best friend by leaving her the minute they’d arrived at Kink. Now this.
She hadn’t meant to abandon Kelly. Her mistake had been veering off to yell at Ramon after catching him dancing with Caycee. By the time Alana looked back, Kelly had disappeared.
With growing dread, Alana had done a quick search of the club for her friend.
Admittedly, she hadn’t looked for Kelly very hard. All she could think about was finding out what was going on with Ramon.
Now she wished she didn’t know.
Had he no shame? For that matter, did she? What kind of best friend lured you to a club like this then took off?
“Once boy- crazy, always boy- crazy,” her stepfather often said. Her relationship with a musician had landed her in Virginia last year. They’d been history before the ink dried on her lease. Then she’d met Ramon on one of her many visits home, which had only made her miss Maryland more. But she’d been determined not to run back to safety so soon. Not when it would remind everyone how much she’d screwed up by leaving in the first place. At least she still had her pride.
At the moment, all she had was pride.
She headed to the bar and called Kelly while the bartender served her drink. No answer. Maybe she should go look for her again. God, she felt so horrible about leaving Kelly alone. Served her right she’d been dumped. Even if her best friend sorely needed some sex she hadn’t pre- scheduled, what Alana had done— intentionally or not— wasn’t cool.
