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“Shut up,” Meegan snorted.

“But seriously, I never regretted a moment I spent with Philip, or Evelyn for that matter. She was such a competent Domme. But TK was right, I did want more. And now I have him and Daniel’s been topping me or both of us on the weekends, too.”

A ping of jealousy rang through her. “Oh, I didn’t know.”

“We didn’t know if we should tell you. You went missing.”

“I’m sorry. I was—all the things. Hurt. Sad. Angry, all with Evelyn. But I love you and could have called more or come over. Philip and Evelyn leaving didn’t mean we weren’t important to each other anymore. I was a bad friend and I’m so sorry.”

Marcos moved closer and hugged her again. “It means a lot to hear you say that. I love you, too. You know you’re my main squeeze, Juicy.”

Meegan snorted through fresh tears, remembering the silly nickname Evelyn had given them years ago.

“Backatcha, Fruit. And I am happy for you and TK. I should have been more present to celebrate your happiness, too.”

“We have plenty of time to catch up. Tell me what happened last night. Also, how did you even meet the former CEO and founder of Depot? What’s he like as a Top? Will he let me fuck you again?”

“You looked him up?” she chuckled.

“Sure did. Tell me everything.”

Meegan gave him the best summary of everything that had happened between her and Olin so far, careful to leave out the contractual and financial aspect of their initial arrangement. Xeni introducing them was cute enough. She told him how amazing Olin had been as a boyfriend and a Dom. She let him know she was pretty confident Marcos could, in fact, fuck her again as long as Olin could watch.

“Ooh, a voyeur. I like it,” Marcos purred.

She showed him the few pictures she had of the adorable Pam on her phone.

Then, she brought them back to last night and how maybe DJ Pussay had been a little too good at her job. Rattled poor Olin right, left and center.

“Well, you know what they say?” Marcos asked. “Whether you like it or not, the rhythm is gonna getcha.”

Meegan couldn’t help but laugh. This is what she missed about Marcos the most. He was always ready with the jokes. A true skill.

“When we got home, or back to his place, and he was settled in bed,” Meegan went on, “I had this horrible feeling. I was relieved.”

“About what?”

“That we were able to leave. I looked sexy as hell. My date looked amazing and he wanted to be there. It was such a warm return and I was definitely gonna finger bang all three of Diana’s little piggies.”

“Grant and Violet had a go at all three of them, still dressed up as Santa and Mrs. Claus. It was so hot.”

“Damn, I am bummed that I missed that. But yeah, there was a part of me that wasn’t sad we left. I spent all that time weeping over Shep?—”

“Oh girl, we were all weeping over Shep too. At least he fucked you. I never got to truly sample that dick and I still have dreams about him.”

“Sucks Claudia is so cool, I wanna hate her.”

“I know. She’s lovely.” They both let out a lengthy sigh at the loss of such a hot man.

“Anyway,” Meegan went on. “I was using Shep as a cover for how I was feeling about everything. How I felt kinda betrayed by Evelyn. And you.”

“Oh, honey.”

“Evelyn left and I didn’t know that TK was waiting to propose, like, the second Philip turned his back.”

“He plotted, didn’t he!”

“So sneaky, but it makes sense because he loves you. And I know it was so selfish, but Evelyn was gone, you were taking this big step with Teak, Daniel was married. I felt like, overnight, I had no one. I was so lonely, I really thought I had a chance with Shep and I knew literally nothing about the man beyond his preferred brand of condoms. Every time I came to The Club, I left alone. I know that’s just how life goes, but it was the same with my non-kinky friends, too, picked off one by one by loving and supportive partners. My mom even got a boyfriend!”

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