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“I think so.” Nerves again. So many nerves.

“For the love of God…” Jack rubs his forehead.

“What’s the matter?”

“Nothing. We’ve got to leave, Mandy. Please.”

Jackson’s eyes are haunted. Distraught. I don’t want to leave, but—

“All right.”

He leads me toward Claude’s desk and out the door.

“What’s this about, Jack? Do you know Mary?”

His eyes are glazed over, still haunted. “Yeah, I know her. Her real name is Mariah. In here she goes by Blossom.”

I’m not sure what to say, so I say nothing. I just stand there, feeling the color drain from my skin.

“So you and Mary…”

“In the past. Not…recently.”

Nausea crawls up my throat. I lean against the wall next to the door to the club. Costumed members come and go, and I wish for my blindfold.

I wish for a blindfold that can not only cover my eyes but change the last ten minutes.

“Mandy…”

“It’s fine, Jack. Everything’s fine.”

But everything is sonotfine.

I bought a corset from a woman who has had sex with the man I love.

My one true love.

Except can he be my one true love if he doesn’t return my feelings? He can’t. Which means I have no choice. I havegotto work this man out of my system if we have any chance of saving our friendship.

I move away from the wall, force my legs to turn the jelly back into muscle.

“I want to go back in, Jack.”

“Mandy…”

“Jack, this is something I need. And I swear to God, if you don’t take me back in there, I’ll find someone else who will.”

Chapter Thirty

Jackson

Mandy’s silver gray eyes are on fire. And that gorgeous blush? It’s on her cheeks, her neck, the tops of her breasts.

And here I am…guilty—and rightfully so—over what happened between Blossom and me. Upset that Blossom has made her way into Mandy’s life. And the worst of it?

I’m so fucking aroused, I can’t see straight.

Mandy… Mandy and her blush.

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