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Story: The Loneliest Number

He slaps me on the shoulder. “I’m glad you guys are happy. It looks good on both of you.” We survey the crowd filling the room. “You sure about this?”

“Yeah, I am. I want her to have this. Is our fourth teed up?”

“They are.” Dan gives a nod. “And I reserved the bed stage as you requested.”

“Excellent. Thanks, Dan. I’ll see you in there soon.”

“Where’s Pixie?”

“She went for a wander to see who’s here tonight.”

“Does she know what you have planned?”

“She knows I have something planned, just not what,” I tell him with a smirk.

“Well, I reckon she’ll enjoy her surprise.” He pats me on the back before heading off, his arse looking fabulous in his spangled silver shorts. I bite my lip as I watch him strut away.

“Was that Dan? Did I miss him?” Pixie appears at my side a few moments later, her cheeks flushed and excitement sparkling in her eyes.

“It was. But it’s okay, we’re spending some time with him later.”

The sparkles in her eyes intensify under the spotlights strategically placed to make everything shimmer and shine. “Ooh, a repeat of our first time here? Is that my surprise?”

“Not quite, but you’ll see soon enough. What did you find?” I raise my knuckles to brush against her flushed cheek. “What got you all excited?”

“There’s a massive orgy happening in the back room. Body parts everywhere.”

“Yeah? You join in?”

“Nah, I watched for a while though. Someone was getting absolutely ploughed by that tall Swedish fella we saw here last month. The one that looks like a Viking.”

“Ah, yeah, I remember you had your eye on him.”

“Mostly for you, big guy. I’d enjoy watching that.” She reaches up to brush her lips against my cheek. “What’s the plan?”

“You’ve got time to hydrate, and then we’ve got the bed stage reserved shortly.” She wiggles with excitement.

A while later, she tugs me into the exhibition room and over to the corner with the bed, excited for whatever’s to come. The others aren’t there yet, and the seating area is mostly empty apart from a couple making out in the back row.

“When do I find out what you have planned?”

“Soon, my love.” I use my hand to angle her chin up towards me. “Thank you for letting me make the plans for tonight.”

“Turns out it’s fun to be surprised. And I trust you, Cam. I know, whatever it is, it’ll be good.”

“Good lass,” I tell her, enjoying the way her face screws up in delight at the name.

“Hello, loves.” Dan approaches from behind Abby.

She spins round to hug him, and I move so I can see her face as she clocks who’s walking up beside Dan. She glances at me, jaw dropped, and then her eyes go straight back to the Viking.

“Have you met Henrik?” Dan asks Abby with a quirked brow.

“No, I haven’t had the pleasure. Hey, I’m Pixie.” She reaches out a hand and giggles as he takes hold of it to tug her closer to kiss her on the cheek.

“Pleased to meet you, Pixie,” he says with a hint of a Nordic accent. His eyes rake over her and then move to me, and I’m surprised at the heat that spreads through me as he looks me upand down, smirking at the slutty mini kilt Abby insisted I wear tonight.

“What’s the plan here?” she asks, looking between the three of us.