Page 54 of The Upgrade

Not my type, so I don’t pay him much mind. He goes into an office marked “consorts only,” so maybe he’s meeting with staff.

“Anyway,” I say, turning back to my friends, “I’m excited.”

“For the threesome?” Gia nods. “You should be. It’s fun. Do you know who your guy picked to join you?”

I pull up the app and scroll to the notes Kit updated earlier. I haven’t had time to check yet. “Someone named Sybil.”

“Oooh, she’s the best.” Gia grins widely. “I had lunch with a woman from France who booked Sybil and a friend for some three-girl action.”

Val’s eyes widen. “That’s a thing?”

“It’s on the menu,” Gia says. “They spent a whole afternoon together. She said her body did things she never knew it could do. I guess it was life changing.”

“I like the sound of that.” Even if I am a little bit nervous. I came here hoping to explore new things. To tastevariety. To wash my hands of my cheating ex by sleeping with safe, screened professionals.

Am I doing myself a disservice by going back to Kit?

I do a quick gut check, picturing Kit in my mind. I see his smile, his blue eyes, his hands as they roll down my body. I imagine his quick wit and think about how he touched me last night when?—

“Dish, girl.” Gia nudges me with her toe. “What’s got you smiling like that?”

“Nothing.” Heat floods my cheeks as I tug down my sun hat.

“Screw that.” Gia laughs and pulls out her phone. “What’s his name and tell me where to find him in the app.”

A weird mix of longing and pride tangle up in my chest. Part of me wants to keep Kit to myself. Part of me wants to share with my friends.

Part of me knows I’m betraying Camille by having these thoughts in the first place. But is it really that wrong to want Kit this badly?

It was Camille who urged me to prioritize my own pleasure. If a threesome with her brother will bring me pleasure, is this really so wrong?

“Oh, honey.” Val looks at Gia. “You see that look she’s getting now? Guilty and sexy all at the same time?”

“Whoever he is,” Gia says, “I hope you do him again.”

“I plan to,” I tell them, and try not to feel bad about that.

* * *

I’m showeredand dressed in a flirty black skirt and red tank when a confident knock rattles my door.

“Just a second.” Smoothing my hands down my top, I go to the door and pause before throwing it open.

“Topher, hi.” God, he’s absurdly hot. He’s dressed in a tight gray tee and light linen pants. Rumpled hair and a golden tan bring out the color in those crystal blue eyes.

“Great to see you.” Those eyes rake my body and he smiles. “You look amazing.”

“Thanks.” I smooth down the skirt that doesn’t need smoothing. He’s probably paid to give compliments, but so what? It’s nice to hear.

He gives me a hug, which feels odd considering the reason he’s here. But it also feels right being wrapped in his arms, so I hang on a few extra seconds. Damn, he smells good. Like sunshine and driftwood andKit. “Thanks for coming.”

“That’s the plan.” A curly-haired blonde steps into the spot right beside him. “Hi, I’m Sybil.”

“Eve.”

“Pleasure to meet you.” Her smile feels warm and inviting as her eyes trail my body. “Wow. You are incredibly stunning.”

“Thanks.” An awkward laugh slips out of me as I hug her as well. Her hair smells like basil and her body feels soft against mine. “You’re pretty, too.”

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