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Not thinking his name tonight.

I’m Jen.

And Jen wants orgasms.

Which meant I needed to scan the room with Adalyn to find someone interesting to play with.

Or at least someone to watch.

I suspected I would be more into the latter than the former. This whole world was too foreign for me to play with someone I didn’t know. Although, if I was going to have sex with a stranger, I supposed this was the kind of place to do that in, especially since there appeared to be security everywhere.

Francesco brought me a citrusy drink and set a plate of cheese and vegetables on the table with a little tin of mints beside it. “Behave.” His eyes were on Adalyn as he said it.

“Do I ever not behave?”

He snorted, similarly to the guard outside. “You just want a spanking.”

“Always,” she replied, giving him another sweet grin.

He shook his head, his dark, wavy hair falling into his eyes. “You’re incorrigible, princess.”

“I try.” She batted her long lashes at him, and he left with a chuckle.

“You seem to know each other well,” I commented.

“He’s helped with my aftercare a few times,” she replied.

“Aftercare?”

“Post sex,” she explained. “Most Doms manage it. Some do not.” Something dark entered her expression as she said it. But it was gone in a blink again, her mask falling into place.

She did this often at home.

Whenever I asked about it, she waved it away, saying the past wasn’t something she enjoyed reliving, and moved on to other topics.

Sometimes I wondered how well I knew her. Tonight was one of those times as I watched her survey the crowd while we sipped our drinks in silence. Mine was citrusy and sweet, but it tasted good.

So good that I nearly drank the whole thing in the span of minutes.

“There are much hotter men out there,” she said conversationally, clearly feeling my eyes on her. “Like the duo who just entered.”

I took the hint and followed her gaze.

And almost dropped my mostly empty glass on the floor. “Oh, shit.”

“What?” she asked.

But it was too late.

Pierce’s gaze landed on me the moment I spoke, almost as though he could hear me from all the way across the room. An impossible feat, considering we were so far apart.

My brother stood beside him, his focus on the bar.

I immediately turned to face Adalyn. “That’s Pierce in the all-black suit.” I swallowed, my eyes fluttering closed as I tried not to think about how delicious he looked in elegant attire. “And the man next to him is my brother.” I hadn’t caught the color of his suit, my focus having been solely on the man I was trying not to think about tonight.

Her lips formed a little “O.” Then she glanced around me. “The blond is your brother?”

“Yeah,” I whispered.

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