Page 30 of Crave: A Reverse Harem Romance

She was teasing me for the way I’d always called her Miss Gray. It was cute. She was cute. I loved the flirtatious nature of our relationship. It kept me wanting more.

“What are your plans for the rest of the night?” I asked her, trying to sound nonchalant though I was desperate to know.

“Oh, I don’t know.” She shrugged. “I’ll probably go meet Liza downstairs and go from there. She’s probably out there dancing, maybe I’ll join her.”

“Or you could not,” I told her.

She gave me a sideways glance. “Yeah? And what do you suggest I do instead?”

“You could stay up here,” I told her.

I got the feeling she thought I meant for a round two of sex, but I didn’t. I actually would’ve been happy if she stayed up here with me just to talk. I didn’t want to say that outright because it might have sounded weird. What would we even talk about?

In my mind, anything. We could talk about anything. I was intrigued by this woman, and it was about more than sex. I couldn’t explain it, I was just drawn to her.

She interested me in a way no woman ever had before.

But even as the thought occurred to me, I knew it was foolish. First of all, she had made it clear this was just a hookup. I knew that.

Second, she had been sleeping with Axel. She obviously wasn’t interested in a relationship. Even if she was, it would probably just get weird and messy.

How would Axel feel about me dating the woman he’d hooked up with first? I mean, ideally, he wouldn’t care because it was just sex to him, but I couldn’t guarantee that. I really didn’t need any issues in my personal or professional life.

She shrugged. “I should probably just go meet Liza. I’m sure she’s waiting for me.” She was letting me down easy.

I didn’t take it personally. Like I said, I thought she assumed I meant more sex and she was probably tired and more than satisfied. At least, I hoped I had left her more than satisfied.

“Right, of course. I hope you enjoy your night. I’m so glad that you’re back at Crave.” It was my subtle way of saying that I hoped she’d come back again.

“Yeah, me too,” she said as she zipped up the side of her dress.

She made her way to the door and opened it, but before she shut it behind her, she blew me a kiss.

My heart skipped a beat.

Damn, I really had it bad for this girl.

Chapter 10 - Harlow

Damn, this place was addicting to me. And these men… God, really couldn’t get enough.

I tried to convince myself all week that I was done with this place. I buried myself into my work, wrote my ass off, and focused on anything besides Axel, Ryker, and Crave.

But each day that passed, it became harder to write. That after-sex glow that had kept the words flowing hadn’t seemed to last very long. I had used all my inspiration already. And when I wasn’t inspired in my writing, my mind drifted to other things.

Sexual things.

I thought it would wear off. After all, before last week, I had never been like this. I had never really felt like I needed sex. I definitely hadn’t felt the need to go out to any clubs. I had been so content with my boring little life.

But Axel had caused a paradigm shift. I felt like a whole new me. And this me was adventurous, fun, and just a little bit out of control.

So when Liza asked me if I wanted to go back to Crave this Friday night, I immediately agreed. She seemed genuinely surprised. I supposed she expected that I’d stick to my guns, since I usually had in the past.

Apparently this new version of myself had no willpower, either.

I had a drink with her and danced a little, but it didn’t last long. That wasn’t what I’d come for tonight. I had a one-track mind.

It hadn’t taken me long to break off from Liza and take the elevator up to the third floor. It probably wasn’t allowed, but, really, who was going to tell?

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