TWO Her chest rose and fell in that broken, uneven way all mortals did, after they’d come hard enough to leave their soul behind. Silence pressed against her ears — sharp, unyielding. The room itself bore witness and waited. Vision bled back into focus, raw at the edges. Her fingers, still tangled in his hair, loosened. She eased away reluctantly, as if prying herself free from the pull of a tide too vast to fight. Maybe...

My laugh was short, sharp, my fingers curling tighter around the dark glass of my beer bottle. “You’re serious?” He smiled, slow and lazy, like he knew something I didn’t. He leaned back against the barstool, broad, smug and impossible to ignore. “Dead serious.” I returned his smile with a snarky one of my own. “You think you can make me come without even getting me naked?” “I don’t think,” he said, voice low—like honey p...

One It was a little black book. Innocuous. Unremarkable. But it was the promise of it that held her still. She should’ve turned. Walked out. Forgotten the whole thing. But the bed was already made. Her panties already stripped from beneath her skirt. All with intention. Her fingers twitched at her sides. Involuntary. Fuck it. The cover was leather, worn with age. She opened it. A Summons. Cute. Cryptic. Very on brand. A l...