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“I’m going to go home and listen to a romance audiobook. Probably that book about the girl who gets railed by four guys.”

“Good idea. I’ll talk to you later. Bye.”

“Bye.” I hang up as a taxi pulls to the curb. I step inside and give him my address.

Yeah, so this date was a bust, but I think part of me was wishing it would be. My crush on my bosses is so strong I’m actually wishing my real-life dates fail. That’s fine. I have many years to find “the one.” I’ll just lay into my fictional men and my crush until I’m ready.

Chapter 6

Nicholas

We’re going to ClubSin tonight.

I put on my tie and flip my collar over it, then smooth it against my chest.

I’m nervous.

Not only because we haven’t been for such a long time, but there’s a part of me that feels like… I don’t know, like it’scheating on Haruko. I know that’s crazy. We’re not together. Definitely not. But the thought of my hands on another woman makes me feel weird. Like I shouldn’t be doing it. It’s all in my head, I know. And that’s why I’m going. Because it’s just a crush. It’s a feeling, not real. We’re not a couple. I am single as fuck, and I’ve been itching to get back to the club.

I remember when we went a couple of times a month. We’d play and fuck and have a good time. It was our safe place to relax and have fun. Now all I do is dream about a life where we can take Haruko there and have our way with her.

In fact, just last night I had a dream where she sucked my cock as Parker fucked her pussy and Elijah watched. The dream was so vivid I could feel her saliva on my dick, her hair in my hand, and it made my dick hard as a rock. Thankfully, I always have a bottle of lube on my bedside table, and I jerked off thinking about her. Of us. Together.

Despite tightening my tie, I pull to loosen it as my body heats up. I take a slow breath in and out, trying to relax. There’s a knock on my bedroom door and I give myself a once over, mostly to make sure my dick isn’t hard, then walk to my door and open it.

“Yeah?”

Parker stands on the other side and gives me a once over.

“You okay, man?” His brows are furrowed as he gently grips my forearm.

“Yeah. Why?”

He shakes his head. “I don’t know. You look a little flushed. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you were fantasizing about dirty things.”

He gives me a cocky smile and I shove at his chest, then walk past him.

“Yeah, but you know better, right?” I ask, walking towards to the front door.

I feel Parker’s hand on my shoulder as I grab the door handle.

“I do know better,” he says and turns me around.

Slowly, I turn until I’m facing him.

“Thinking about her?” he asks.

I roll my eyes. “You know, not every thought I have is about her. I mean, how do you know I’m not thinking about you, huh?”

He lifts his brow. “Me, huh? What were you thinking about?” he asks.

I shrug, then Parker pushes me against the door, his breath tickling my lips and his blue eyes fixed on mine.

I lick my lips, drawing Parker’s eyes. Placing my hands on his hips, I intend to move him away, but instead I pull him closer until he’s flush against my body. Saying that I like this man is an understatement. I haven’t figured out how deep my feelings for Parker go, but they go somewhere I don’t go with other people.

When I look into his eyes, I feel the same pull as I do when I look at Haruko. I like Elijah. I love sharing women with him, but some feelings that apply to one person don’t apply to another.

“Well?” Parker asks, grinding his erection against mine.

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