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Beside her, Dayne snorted. “No. You won’t lose that at our resort. I know we discussed this already, but you’re already here. And I’ll say it again, you don’t have to do anything you’re not comfortable with. So, why not enjoy your stay? Here’s the thing, how will you know what you’re willing to try if you leave?”

“I agree with Dayne.”

Of course he did.

Heath continued, “I’m curious about the lack of orgasms. Have you ever had a long-term partner?”

She nodded. “We were together for three years.”

Dayne pulled the UTV up to the Mane Event Hall and shut off the engine. He turned toward her. “What happened?”

“You nailed it last night. This place is proof my sex life has been boring. Disappointing, really.”

“This is the perfect place to change that,” Dayne said as both men climbed out.

Heath came up to her and offered his hand to assist her in exiting the vehicle. “My sex life has been boring, too, lately. That’s why I’m here. It’s not because of my partners, but the lack of them,” he explained.

He had a lack of partners? Impossible.

He was sinfully handsome and what she saw of his body earlier—which was everything—proved he stayed in good shape. If she had to guess, he was in his mid-forties. His clothes, now that he was wearing some, appeared to be quality. She had no idea what he did for a living but could guess that he was well-established and probably didn’t have to scrimp and save to afford this week like she had.

Unless he had a questionable personality, he had to be a catch.

Once she had both feet on the ground, he said, “I’ve been a bit swamped lately with work, so I haven’t had time to deal with dates or even hookups. I figured a vacation wouldn’t hurt. So, here I am.”

“How did you find out about the resort?” Dayne asked him as he hooked an arm through Cara’s and began to guide her toward the event hall’s front entrance.

“Believe it or not, I was searching online to find a place that would meet my requirements to unwind and this resort popped up as an ad.”

“Well, it’s good to know our advertising dollars are hardat work.” Keeping his arm linked with Cara’s, Dayne pulled out a ring of keys and unlocked the hall’s door. He stepped inside, unlocked a clear plastic box over the light switches, and with a flick of his wrist, the room lit up.

“Damn,” Heath murmured, taking it all in.

It definitely looked different this afternoon compared to last night. No loud music, crazy lights, and even crazier costumes. It seemed super tame.

Dayne pointed out the stage, where the DJ had been set up last night, and the bar area, before directing them to the back of the hall. Where Cara had made her escape.

“You could do a lot with this space,” Heath commented.

“That’s the point. Weddings. Parties. Whatever. Even funerals, if someone wanted that.” He grinned.

He led them out the back after shutting off the lights and locking up, then took them to the exterior stairway at the rear of the building; the one with the sign pointing up towardHeaven.

Dayne finally released Cara’s arm and he motioned for her to climb the stairs.

Suddenly, her heartbeat was pounding in her neck. Upstairs was where the themed playrooms were.

You can do this. Take one step, then the next. The same as you’re going to do this whole week.

As she climbed the stairway to Heaven, Dayne stayed on her heels.

Heath, following Dayne, asked, “So, what happened to that three-year relationship, Cara?”

“Sounds like shitty sex,” Dayne answered, following her up the steps.

Unfortunately, that was only one part of it. “That, plus my best friend.”

Dayne took the last step to reach the landing and used her shoulder to turn her toward him. “Sorry, what?”