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“I'll be back. I need some air."
    "Sure.” Kyra's green eyes were a little glassy. The wine clearly had gotten to her. “Want some company?"
    "Nah.” She plastered on a fake smile. “I won't be long."
    Kyra gave a nod, then turned her attention back at Sadie as the two chuckled about something Sadie had said. If only Bella had something to laugh about. She rose from the couch and made her way through the crowd.
    As she passed, she noticed a man sitting on the ottoman and a woman knelt at his feet with her arms over his legs. The position appeared casual enough, but it also looked...different. As if the woman enjoyed being at his feet. Another spurt of jealously soared, and she gave her head a good hard shake. She was apparently envious of everyone who had a relationship. And since when had she been jealous of a BDSM relationship?
    What's gotten into you?
    She made her way through the living room and stepped out onto the balcony. The cool air brushed against her skin, and she shivered. Winter still hung on in Baltimore, but what a strange winter it'd been—snow one day, mild the next. Tonight was brisk, but that only seemed to help cool off the annoyance burning her blood.
    With her glass in her hands, she leaned on the railing and glanced over the city. Reed and Kole's condo had an amazing view and the lights twinkled below.
    She sipped at her drink and pondered her situation. How could she plan another fantasy when the only one she wanted she had yet to fully accept herself? And why was she acting like a bitter idiot?
    After a long gulp that had her cringing from the aftertaste, a deep voice interrupted her useless thoughts. “I heard last night didn't go well."
    She lowered the glass, licked the moisture on her lips, and looked next to her to find Kole. Like always in his presence, butterflies fluttered in her stomach, but she squashed them and kept her voice controlled. “That's putting it lightly."
    His blond stylish hair framed a face worth a second look, and his dark blue eyes shone with a power that made her melt. He leaned against the railing beside her, cocked his head, and she felt the weight of his stare right down to her toes. “Tell me about it."
    She sipped her drink, mortified to her bones that she had to admit this to Kole. “It wasn't Raven's fault. I"—she drew in a deep breath and said quickly—"I always thought my fantasy was to be with a woman, but clearly it's not."
    "Ah, I see.” He took a gulp of his beer before he lowered it. “You didn't get off, I'm assuming?"
    She snorted. “If laughing in her face means that I didn't get off, then yes, I didn't get off."
    He chuckled, the sound so seductive Bella quivered. In response to that odd reaction, she examined him and couldn't stop from admiring the view.
    He was dressed in a pair of dark jeans that no doubt hugged his fine ass, and a black T-shirt that was snug around the muscles beneath. Good God . She licked her lips for reasons that had nothing to do with her drink.
    "You didn't follow through with your part of the pact, then?"
    Her gaze lifted to his face. The glint in his eyes declared he'd been quite aware of her admiring him. Hell, she'd lusted after him since the day they met. A strong sexual attraction existed between them that she hadn't experienced before with any man, especially a Dom.
    She blinked and focused away from the warmth that formed between her thighs. “That's right. I bailed on the pact."
    His gaze became penetrating as his tone dipped lower. “Why don't you arrange another night with someone else for your fantasy?"
    "Because"—her muscles stiffened, and after a long sigh, she grimaced—"I have no idea what that fantasy is now."
    "Such a problem for a woman to have,” he mused.
    She gulped at the way his voice seemed to carry into her soul; then she lowered her head to avoid eye contact with him. He raised his bottle to his mouth, and his arm brushed against hers. Tingles zinged through her, and she squeezed