ANITA

The toys were still inside me when I got home that evening. Maddox had dropped me off with a casual kiss on my forehead like we were some normal couple instead of whatever twisted thing this bet had turned into. I walked into the house on shaky legs, the plug shifting with every step, the vibrator pressing against a spot that made my breath catch.

Festus was in the living room, sprawled on the couch scrolling his phone. He looked up when I came in, eyes flicking over me a little too carefully.

"You look flushed," he said, setting the phone down. "Long day?"

I headed straight for the...