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makes me dare.
    “I’m not one of those girls who’s going to ask you where we are in a relationship,” I say. “Because I’m not stupid. What we have is exactly what I want. I have you when you’re here, which is most of the time. But if I want to fuck someone else, I just do it, no questions asked.”
    “As long as you stay fit and safe, kitten.”
    “My problem is, I’m starting to feel guilty about it.”
    He nods and looks down at our clasped hands. “I see.”
    “That’s not the deal. We agreed. It’s all clear, and it all works. But when you picked me up tonight…” I press my lips together and look out into the sparkling black skyline. “I wanted to run into your arms. I wanted to promise you my body and soul. Forsake all others. Beg you to make a commitment. And I wanted to run the other way and get high. Call Earl. Call Amanda. Fuck anything that walked. Fly to China to search for real opium.”
    “I can get you that.”
    “But you won’t.”
    “Never.”
    “Why are we even this far?”
    He laughs a little to himself then puts his eyes back on my hand. “You…” He looks back up at me, eyes lit from one side by the light through the door and the other by the candles. “I’m not a jealous man. I’ve seen too much. And you, it was always a choice to share you or not have you.”
    “I know and—”
    He cuts me off with a finger to my lips. “You did something to me. I was functioning, but I was in absolute despair. And you bang on my car window.” He shakes his head. “You breathed life into me again. You gave me hope that everything on this waste of a planet isn’t shit. You gave me permission to enjoy myself for the sake of it. I needed it. I needed you for that, and now, things have changed. We’d be crazy to pretend it’s the same as it was two months ago even.”
    I know what he’s asking. I want to sit, just to relieve the ache in my heart that’s traveled all over my body, but I’m afraid to move.
    “You want to do this?” I ask.
    “Do you?”
    Did I? What reason would I have to take him up on a promise of fidelity? What was in it for me, except him ? “I’ve never been faithful to anyone in my life. I’m not built for it.”
    He laughs. “You’re built for a lot of things, kitten.”
    “I want you, Deacon. I want you so bad.”
    “I think we need this.”
    “I won’t fail you,” I say, believing it from fingertips to core. I believe I can be exclusive to him.
    “I know.”
    He leans in to kiss me, his breath a draft of mint and the floral bloom of gin. I melt into his lips. My face scrunches, and the ache in my body slams back into my chest. I’m thrown by a bucking memory.
    Fucking brain. Goddamn brain won’t let me kiss him. I’m on my bed in my stupid condo, weeping uncontrollably, and my sheets stink to heaven of fucking.
    Fiona. I’m not going to wake you. I’m going to count to three. On three, think of your happiest moment.
    I claw at the sheets until they rip.
    One.
    He is not the indestructible Dom. He’s just a man. I want to destroy the sheets, the bed, the room. In the middle of my self-loathing, a weight between my legs grows, a siren call to forgetfulness and obliteration. I throw a leg over the bed’s footboard and ride it.
    Two.
    I cry out, and that cry is drowned out by the breaking dam of my orgasm.
    Three.
    I’m on a small plane, on my back. Charlie fucks me, and Amanda’s face is right before me. Her tits brush my shoulder, her blond hair in my face. She smiles. She is beautiful. I open my mouth because I’m going to come. Charlie puts his lips on my cheek, grinding his sweet cock. Amanda’s eyelids drop when I put my wet fingers on her clit. I’m high, on some delicious drug that lets me feel the connection between us three, our surrender, the tightening and expanding space between us, the puzzle pieces of cocks and cunts and asses, how we all fit together like one big universe forever and ever, amen.
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    I breathed as if my