Page 15 of Dirty Plans


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What’s with the abstract shapes?

He hands it to me and I turn it over in my hand, confused about how you’d even use the damn thing.

As if reading my mind, he begins his sales pitch. “Fully waterproof, this bad boy is sure to be your best friend from here on out. Now, this piece fits inside to stimulate the G-spot.” He taps the curved part of the question mark. “And this amazing little spot here is the super-sonic clit stimulator. Like, seriously, from what I hear, it’s supposed to exorcise your demons and give you a glimpse into heaven itself.”

Behind me, someone chuckles. My first instinct is to freeze. Because, dear Lord Almighty …

Quinn arches around me and gives whoever it is a good once-over. I’m too terrified to look.

“Don’t let me stop you,” a man’s deep voice says from behind me. “Please, carry on. I’m very interested to hear about how this super-sonic feature works. Heaven certainly has an appeal.”

With the vibrator still in my hand, I chance a glance over my shoulder and come face to face with the dark-haired, perfect assed man from the party section.

Of course.

Tucked under his left arm is a box of lewd stir sticks. His eyes sparkle with amusement as a dazzling smirk appears.

“I, this isn’t—” I begin, fumbling with the vibrator. I nearly drop it but manage to grab it by the G-spot curve. “I mean, he was just showing me … But this isn’t …”

To my horror, I bump into his box of stir sticks, sending them flying. Somehow, he manages to reach out and grab them before they hit the ground. I’m dazzled by the way his biceps flex and the tattoos on his forearm dance.

“Whew, good reflexes there,” I blurt out, still mesmerized by his arms.

The guy’s smoldering dark blue eyes survey me, still with a hint of humor, and somehow, the weight of worlds. There’s a gravity there and it’s like he strips me down and sees into my soul as a strange energy passes between us.

He looks like he’s about to say something, but stops short.

Of course, mind-in-the-gutter-girl that I am, already turned on by the toy I clearly need for myself, all I can think about is what Quinn said earlier—and I’m inclined to agree.

Beastis definitely the word that springs to mind for this guy.

It’s suddenly too hot in here.

“You know, I shouldgo.” I twist back to Quinn and thrust the Enigma at him. When I catch his eye, I mouth,I want one.

He winks at me and mouths back,After.

Oh, you bet I’ll be here after book club. I have a date with the Enigma tonight.

I pat the counter and move quickly to get out of the way.

“Lily, don’t forget the bookmarks,” Quinn calls out, thrusting them after me.

I butt the palm of my hand to my forehead. “Oh, right.”

Just as I pick up the box and clutch them to my chest, the man grabs my elbow. He twists me to face him, now looking far more serious. “Lily? Itisyou … I thought—but I wasn’t sure …”

Confusion clouds my mind as I blink at him, now towering over me. He looks vaguely familiar, but with the way he’s staring at me, it’s like he’s seen a ghost.

“Do I know you?” I ask, dropping my gaze to where his hand is clutching my arm. It’s like an electric current has turned on all the nerve endings where his palm makes contact.

He doesn’t release me like I expected him to. Instead, he sets the box in his other arm down on the counter and tugs me to him for a full-blown embrace.

“Holy shit,” he mutters. “I can’t believe this. I was just—I never thought I’d see you again.”

I stiffen at the sudden contact with the wall of muscle and shoot Quinn a confused glance.

Cops?he mouths.

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