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That was the problem.

He wasn’t laughing anymore.

Neither was I.

This wasn’t funny.

This wasn’t innocent flirting.

This wasn’t me enjoying some random man telling me I looked good.

This was Levin.

Xay’s brother.

And I was sitting in a fucking sex club with no panties on because he told me to take them off.

My husband had rejected me two nights ago.

His brother told me what to do once⁠—

And I fucking did it.

“Shit,” I whispered.

He kept fingering me until I was gripping the bar, biting my lip, trying not to moan loud.

Then he pulled his fingers out of me and sucked on them.

I nearly lost my shit.

Oh shit.

My eyes met his.

“You wanted spontaneous. Didn’t you?”

Fuck.

I couldn’t answer.

I just sat there staring at him.

Because yeah.

I did.

That was exactly the type of shit I’d been asking Xay for. Something unexpected. Something that made my heart beat fast. Something that made me feel like a woman instead of just his wife and the mother of his kids.

Except his fucking brother had just given it to me.

“There y’all go!”

I damn near jumped out my skin.

Nesha and Tyler were walking back toward us looking guilty as fuck.

Nesha’s hair looked like somebody had grabbed a handful of it, and Tyler’s shirt wasn’t even buttoned the same way it had been twenty minutes ago.