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Mac moaned as Taylor set her center over Mac’s. “Hi.”

Looking down at Mac, Taylor bit her lip. “There’s also something I meant to talk to you about.”

Mac wrinkled her forehead. “Oh?”

“Well, I also would like to go out with you. But that’s…”

“Impossible.” Mac smiled.

Scanning her face, Taylor could see the comment wasn’t entirely a joke. “More or less. But I know of a place we could go.”

Mac raised her eyebrow. “Tell me more.”

Taylor licked her lips. “It’s an underground sapphic bar, for celebrities. Everyone signs NDAs and turns in their phones at the door.”

“Sign me the fuck up.” Mac leaned into Taylor, kissing her chest.

But Taylor pulled back. “Well, that’s notallthat it is. It’s also… like a sex club.”

“What?” Mac’s jaw dropped. “Taylor Young, you’re a sick freak.” A wide smile took over Mac’s face.

Taylor’s face flushed, worried that Mac was completely against the idea. But as she tried to pull away, Mac wrapped an arm around her. This time, her gaze softened and she met Taylor’s cool eyes. “Have you been before?”

Sheepish, Taylor nodded. “Just once, there’s a bar separate from… that part. But I just watched.”

Mac shifted in her spot, licking her lips. “Did you like it?”

Taylor smoothed her hair down. “Maybe.”

Taking a minute, Mac thought about the idea. “And there’s never been any leaks?”

“Nope.” Taylor shook her head.

“I’m in.” Mac smirked.

Taylor gawked at her. “Really?”

Mac grew more enthusiastic by the second. “Fuck yeah. A room full of hot, sapphic celebrities all boning. And they’ll all watch me fuck Taylor Young? Yeah, I’m in. Besides, if you like it, I’ll probably like it too.”

Grabbing the back of Mac’s neck, Taylor brought her in for a kiss. “You’re so much more of a dork than you think you are.”

Taylor lifted herself off of Mac. As Mac watched her walk away, Mac laughed. “Oh I know I am. I’m just a hot dork.”

Taylor rolled her eyes as she scanned the room. As she finished collecting her things, she looked back at Mac. “Also, you’re welcome to stay as long as you’d like. I’ll leave a driver downstairs for you.”

Mac smiled. “Thanks, darling.”

Before she walked out of the bedroom, Taylor turned to look at Mac one more time. The sun had just risen over the part, a bright orange glow filled her bedroom. Mac was gorgeous, her body soft and curvy – a sharp contrast from the muscular physique that appeared when she was training.

Seeing Mac like this, vulnerable and waiting, Taylor couldn’t stop herself from picturing Mac wrapped up in sheets like that every day.

Taylor shook her head and said a final goodbye before taking the elevator downstairs.

By the time Taylor was climbing out of the SUV at Kim’s estate in Long Island, the sun had fully risen in the sky.

She was later than she meant to be, being too absorbed in Mac to leave her bed any earlier.

As soon as the courts were in her line of sight, Taylor spotted her mother. She stood at the center of the courts, barking orders at the staff.Oh god.