Two months laterLife had become filthy, chaotic, and perfect.Two months of open hunts at the Provocative Playground, of Micah watching Toby destroy me with dark, hungry eyes before joining in, of lazy mornings where the three of us woke up tangled and sore. Tonight, Micah and I had planned the ultimate birthday surprise for Toby.Micah and I had planned it perfectly.We told Toby we wanted a “normal” night out at the club — all three of us. He smirked like he knew something was up, but he agreed.The second the three of us stepped into the maze and the heavy doors locked, the lights dimmed to that familiar red glow. Toby turned to us, already peeling off his shirt, eyes gleaming with his familiar predatory excitement.“Both of you?” he asked, voice dropping into that low, dangerous tone I loved, dripping with lust.Micah grabbed my hand, grinning. “Happy birthday, baby. Come catch us.”And we both ran.The chase was pure chaos and bliss. Micah and I split up at the first junction, l
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