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He pours himself a shot of baijiu. “Ah, you’re no fun.”

Being a cheap date, Amy doesn’t take long to get high. Knowing that Marshall or someone else from the security team will keep an eye on JD, I head upstairs to my residence and video call Bridget.

“How’s the paper coming?” I ask after casting the video call onto the flat-screen TV above the fireplace. I sit down on the sofa.

“Pretty good,” she replies. Her hair is in a ponytail and she wears a Cal hoodie.

“How long you been working on it?”

“Since dinner. Hey, you think you could get me the recipe for that rice and mango dessert? I’d love to make it for my roommates.”

“Sure. But you got to use the wand first.”

She purses her lips. “I share a room.”

“Not at the moment. Amy’s here at the club.”

“Already?”

“Yep.”

“I thought she’d stop by here first.”

“So I think it’s time for a wand break.”

She hesitates.

“Where’s the wand?” I ask.

Her cheeks turn color. I love the way she blushes.

“In the closet,” she answers.

“Get it.”

After a brief pause, she goes to close her bedroom door first, then retrieves the box with the wand.

I put my arms over the back of the sofa and settle into the leather upholstery. “What are you wearing besides a hoodie?”

“Baggy sweats.”

Not the sexiest thing but functional for my purposes.

“Take the wand out and put it in your sweats,” I instruct.

“You want me to do all this in front of you? I thought I was going to report back to you after I was done using it.”

“You missed your window.”

She glares at me. “I wasn’t aware I had a time limit.”

“Now you know. Like I said, you can do it. Or you can wait for me to come over and jam that thing between your legs for you.”

Now she scowls. I try not to laugh.

She grabs the wand from the box.

“Move your phone so I can see,” I tell her.

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