I smiled, slow and satisfied. My heart was still racing from the orgasm and from hearing him admit it out loud.

Dove smiled too, but it was wicked. “Then make it happen,” she told him. “I don’t care how. Just make it happen.”

Malakai nodded once, still looking at me. “I will.”

They said goodbye and the call ended. The screen went dark.

Malakai lowered the phone but didn’t move away. The small changing room still felt thick with tension, like the air itself was buzzing. I could feel his eyes on my body, heavy and hot, moving over the sheer red bra that barely hid my hard nipples and...