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I needed to get out and grab a cigarette or I would fall under that tainting spell.

I was only human, a sad sack of a man with needs. And what I needed most was in her hands.

Literally.

I swallowed, the weight of the decisions in the reckless life I’d lived pressing heavily on my chest.

Suspicious, I asked, “Where’s Ares?”

She pouted. “Doing some errand or whatever. And I was in for some fun. Shame, isn’t it?” I lifted my eyes over her head, where she fumbled with a plain white folded piece of shiny paper. “I was hoping… I was hoping you could help me out here.”

Just one more time.

Only once.

Enslaved by the prospect of catering to my demons, I set one foot in front of the other until I got close enough to let the pads of my fingers trace a path over the cold marble. Transfixed, I roamed my eyes over her, from her shoeless feet to her too short shorts to her full breast and lips to the most toxic present in her hands.

My desire burst out through my pores, the suspension killing me. My rotten heart squeezed with every fierce thump.

One of her hands descended, pushing her tank down, showing a piece of porcelain skin I never should’ve laid eyes on. She continued popping open the buttons of her jean shorts and lifted her hips while she shuffled out of her clothes. The denim fell on the floor in front of me, her white, maidenly top piling on top of it.

Nothing underneath.

Talking about the devil in disguise.

I’d say my son was a lucky motherfucker… if it wasn’t for her lying naked in front of his dad.

“What are you waiting for, Cary? I’m splayed out like a fucking buffet here,” the girl purred, sliding her long pedicured nail along my arm.

Although she looked flushed, the marble must be cold against the flesh of her hot, naked backside. Mia stretched herself out, flexing the taut muscles in her stomach when she flicked the tiniest envelope between her fingers.

I started to sweat. My belly fluttered agonizingly, and my heart pumped like crazy when she opened it ever so slowly, lining up the contents between her tits.

I watched fervently, licking my lips at the beauty of it.

“Mia…” I pleaded, not entirely sure whether I wanted to worship her or throw her out of the house. “I… This…”

“Shh, baby. It’s okay. Both of us need it.”

Then I saw it. Her hip bones sticking out. No tan lines like most Texas girls. The twitch of her nose, sunken cheeks, and an unbalanced look in her eyes told me she and I were both cut from the same cloth.

How Ares missed it, I had no clue.

She squeezed her tits, and I gave myself a slap to the head. No one except me knew how hard she made it to deny this. What a fucking sight it was! Already I could imagine how I would feel once I got it up my nostrils.

Invincible.

The motherfucking worldwide famous rockstar.

A wingless freak who wanted to fly.

The poser dad who put everything at stake for one last hit.

“Cary,” she sensually called, bringing me out of one of those habitual explorations of an existential crisis. There were many of those lately. “Tick… tock. ”

“You’re a…” Jittery, I stopped my sharp tongue before lashing out expletives. One wrong word, and she could refuse to share. “You’re no fuckin’ good, doll.”

“But I am—a good girl, that is,” she challenged, jutting out her breasts, which displayed the substance in between. She added with a wink, “A good fuck and a whole lot of cocaine. I won’t tell if you won’t.”

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