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"Okay... That still doesn't answer my question about why you're telling me this? I get the feeling if she knew you were here, spilling her secrets, she would lose her mind."

She smirks. "She would definitely kill me. But I want her to be happy. I'm not saying you guys will get married or anything like that. But she should explore why spending an hour with you left her reeling, when she fucks Sebastian and I with no such issues."

Her words conjure up so many images that I have to force myself to focus. "So, what are you proposing here, Annika? You gonna pass her a note and whisper "Cam thinks you're hot" in her ear?"

She laughs again, clapping her hands as she rocks back slightly. "Oh, you're fucking funny. I knew I liked you. No, sweet summer child. I'm here to invite you to a party. One that would be entirely normal for you to attend, because it's for your friend, Connell."

I raise an eyebrow. "Connell is having a party?"

"He is. It's his birthday, and we are forcing him to actuallycelebrate this year, because he usually refuses to acknowledge it, and we love a good party."

I grimace. "I don't know if I'm up for another Dark Desires party just yet."

She grins. "It's not that kind of party. Connell doesn't fuck around with the staff or clients. Sebastian has booked a venue for the night at one of the rooftop bars in the city. It won't only be us there, but also people who know Connell from outside of work, so it will be very civilised, without a single boob on display," she says with a wink.

I can't help but smile back. "I didn't say I had an issue with boobs being on display."

"Oh, so youdidenjoy yourself on Friday night? You were kind of hard to get a read on, but I figured you were just a little thrown off by everything."

I shrug. "I'd be lying if I said watching a bunch of strangers fuck all over the place wasn't a massive turn on. But with how things went with Imogen, it kind of felt a bit weird. Like I'd crossed some sort of line I wasn't even aware I had."

She considers me for a moment. "So... You'd never want to try a club night again?"

I don't reply immediately, because I honestly don't know the answer.

She waits patiently while I try to work out how I feel about the idea of going back. It wasn't that the experience had been bad. Just very different from the world I live in. They are surrounded by sex constantly. So much so that they don't seem to realise it's not normal.

But... is that so bad? Who decided that sex had to be hidden away, anyway?

"I'm going to take your confused look as 'I have no idea, Annika, but maybe I like to fuck more than I realised and I'm a bit confused about the feelings it stirred up inside me’. Which means you're on the same page that Imogen was on two years ago."

"Well, as long as I'm only two years behind her," I reply with a wry smile.

"I get the impression you're not as conservative as you think, Cameron Collins. And if things are going to happen between you and Imogen, you're going to need to tap into that wilder side. Cause she isn't conservative. Not by a long shot. So give it some thought. And if you think you're up to the challenge of wooing our girl... I'll see you on Saturday night." She gets up, rising from the ground without putting a hand down to steady herself.

It's impressive, and I can't help but admire her body as she sashays away.

"Wait. Where is this party?" I call after her.

A second later, my phone dings. I glance at it to see a message from an unknown number, showing me the time and location of Connell's party.

"That's not creepy at all, Annika!"

She throws me a smirk over her shoulder before walking out the door.

I shake my head, slip my phone back into my pocket, and finally start my set. But the whole time, all I can think about is seeing Imogen again.

And wondering if I could ever be enough for someone like her.

14

HERE'S TO AN AMAZING NIGHT

IMOGEN

Late Saturday afternoon,after a quick visit to Sebastian's office to attempt to relieve the sexual frustration I've been experiencing since Friday night, I knock on the door of Annika's suite.

"That's not what you're wearing, is it?" she says in way of greeting, looking down at my tights and oversized jumper.

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