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Maybe it was the game of it all. How she dangled herself right out of reach. How she teased me in just the right way to keep me reeled in.
It would be a lie if I said I hated it.
How long had it been since someone had controlled me so thoroughly before? Forced themselves so deeply into my mind that the only thing I could think of was them?
And still I wanted more.Neededit.
“Let’s do it,” I said, my voice filled with a conviction I hadn’t had a few minutes before. “I get your concern. If anything is fishy, I will pull out immediately. Just please help me set it up. I need to—”
“Get fucked?” she said with a laugh. “If the performers are lacking, I can talk to Lil about starting something between the three of us. You know Lil and I are always open to play, Blake.”
Her words caused heat to flare in my belly.
I knew far too well the promise that lay within her words. One she would wholeheartedly deliver on, but…
“If this doesn’t work, I may take you up on that offer,” I said with a light laugh to dispel the tension growing inside me.
It had been different since Sloan pulled away from the performances. But the performers were still good. It wasn’t an issue about getting off. It was slowly about wanting something that was just out of my grasp.
But not any longer. I was sure that once the match was set up and we finally fucked, that I would be over her.
If not, I had… things to consider.
“You got it,” she said, motioning for me to follow her outside. “In the meantime, let’s go pick out a room for you, hm?”
Blush crawled up my neck and to my cheeks, pulling another laugh from Sloan.
“And I thought I was pussywhipped.”
“How can I be pussywhipped when I haven’t even had a chance to talk to her?” I muttered under my breath.
“When you know, you know,” Sloan said with a wink. “I fully expect an invite to the wedding.”
All the warm feelings inside me chose that moment to shrivel up and die. I couldn’t even respond to her with anything other than a forced smile.
A wedding.Something that could never happen.Ever.No matter how obsessed I was with any one person, there would be no wedding in my future. It was something I had come to terms with a long time ago.
Sex.That’s all it would be, and I didn’t let myself imagine anything else.
Quinn
As it turned out, the little secret agent had something up her sleeve as well.
When I sat down in the café near her post, I was angry. Angry that I had been interrupted. Angry that Avery Maddox had destroyed my plan. And angry that I would need to figure out a way to get in touch with that FBI agent before the raid went down.
I had ordered a cappuccino topped with cinnamon and sat down near the window where I would have a view of the restaurant the senator was visiting. I even brought a book just for an extra cover, but I knew that I wouldn’t be reading it.
It was a nice day. The sun was out, there weren’t many people out, the café itself has soft music spilling through its speaker and the chatter was enough to drown out the noise outside, but not enough to overwhelm. The coffee was a perfect mix of bitterness and frothy milk. Even the padded chairs were comfortable. If I was in any better of a mood, I would have thought it’d be the perfect way to spend a day off.
Then I got a notification on my phone.
You’ve been matched!
Confusion washed through me when I saw the message, but as soon as I clicked into the email, I couldn’t hide my smile.
Right in the body were two blurred-out profiles, one of myself that I could make out and the other of someone I had come to know too well. Even with her picture blurred out, I could make out Blake’s facial structure.
Below it was a big “You’re Matched!” in bright gold letters.
