Page 27 of Crave: A Reverse Harem Romance

And I loved it.

I decided to spin a little bit of excitement and mystery into my story by inserting a really intense chase scene after a stranger barges into my couples’ room unannounced after some very passionate lovemaking. I was really starting to hit my groove when, once again, a knock at the door interrupted me.

It was déjà vu.

I knew who was at the door, too. Nobody else was going to be showing up at this time.

“Hi, Liza,” I said as I opened my door to let her in. “You interrupted my writing again.”

“Oh, really? Does that mean you slept with Axel again?” she asked excitedly.

I couldn’t hold back my smile. “Maybe...”

“You’re so predictable,” She laughed.

“What about you?” I asked. “Have fun with your new club friend?”

“Actually, surprisingly, I went home alone last night. I don’t know, I wasn’t really feeling it. But I stayed at the club after Axel took you home.”

“Oh, yeah?”

“Yeah, I hung out with Roger and the guys you were dancing with. You know, the other owners? Axel’s brother and that Ryker guy. And man, you wouldn’t believe what they said about you.”

I could feel my face flush red with just the thought that they were discussing me. “What?”

“Oh my God, Harlow. They're totally into you, girl. Like, seriously, they could not stop talking about you.”

I buried my head in my hands. Ugh, they probably thought I was some kind of groupie. Some kind of club owner groupie. Not a word that anyone would regularly use to describe me. Prior to this, I’d probably sooner be described as more of a prude than anything else. But something had just come over me recently. I felt like a different woman.

“I can’t go back, Liza.” I looked back over at her and shook my head. “Seriously, I know you’ve been having fun with me these past few days, but I’m not heading back there.”

She looked stunned. “Uh, did you hear me right? They like you, Harlow. They’re into you. They think you’re ‘fine as hell’ as they put it.”

“Yeah, because they think I’m easy.”

Liza laughed. “I don’t think that’s it, Harlow. I mean, come on, they could get tons of sex at that club. They don’t need to focus on you for that.”

I rolled my eyes. “If they don’t just like me for sex, then what do they like me for?”

She shrugged. “I can’t speak for all of them, but I can at least speak for Axel… and he seems really, really into you.”

“Like, in more than a sexual way, you mean?”

“Obviously.” She rolled her eyes. “I saw the way he looked at you last night. It was more than the look of a man who’s seen a woman he wanted to bang.”

I shook my head. “You were misunderstanding his gaze, I promise you. It was a sex look.”

She seemed unconvinced. “Really? So what exactly happened last night?”

“I don’t know…” I shrugged. “Pretty much what you’d expect to happen. We came here. We had sex.”

“And then what?” she asked.

“And then we fell asleep.”

She raised an eyebrow. “Like, for the entire night? He slept over here?”

Now I understood what she was getting at. “Yeah, he slept over. But it wasn’t like that, Liza, seriously. I fell into a sex coma right after we finished, and I think he did, too. That’s it. There was no deeper meaning.”

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