Cassia moved around the club. He hasn’t seen anything suspicious yet. But it was still early in the night. He’d left the bed he shared with Oren as soon as the sun set and darkness covered the land. Cassia felt guilty for leaving him like that again…but he needed a minute to breathe. Things were becoming complicated between him and Oren. He knew their time together meant nothing – they were experimenting, seeing what it felt like to be with a male. But damn, it had been too real for him. Desire still coursed through his veins from their experiment – he wanted him again, and he wasn’t if Oren would want to see what else two males could do together. He didn’t know either, but he would like to find out.
Fuck, his c**k jerked in his pants at that thought.
Concentrate, Cassia told himself a
