A week in my world is forever. I am not a patient man, not even close. Could I have gone out and fucked a line of women, or men, in that time? Of course I could. I’m Levi fucking Kane. I also won’t let Abby see me with anyone else, not when I finally have her back in my life. Having a new woman on my arm every night is something I play into for the media. It’s a persona. In reality, my bed-hopping days wore off quickly after college, when it became obvious people only wanted to be seen with me for views and clout,or hoped I would fall madly in love with them. Fat chance of that ever happening when I never stopped loving the one who got away.
So instead of finding some random to scratch the itch I can’t seem to shake, I follow up the brilliant idea I had for a location for this chase. I pull out my phone and dial a friend who owes me a favor.
“Yo, man,” Marcus answers on the second ring. “Please tell me you’re calling about something fun.”
“Remember when you said you owed me for that thing with your sister?” I don’t wait for him to answer. “Well, I’m collecting.”
Marcus has been my boy since college, and there’s not much I wouldn’t do for him. Hence why I helped to ruin his sister’s wedding. The guy she was going to marry was a total douche and shouldn’t have been fucking men behind her back.
“Okay,” he says cautiously. “What do you need?”
“I need access to the Stormhaven Aquarium. Just for a few hours tonight—eleven until, say, one.”
“The aquarium,” Marcus repeats as if I’ve just asked him to help me steal a rare fish. “Levi, what the actual fuck are you doing?”
I explain what we plan for tonight, and he laughs. “Shit, man, what I wouldn’t give to be you for a day. I’ll see what I can do and text you back.”
We end the call, and by the time I’ve finished my workout, he has messaged me back.
Marcus
You’re all set. I’ll let you in through the back entrance at 10:50 p.m. There’s a code to bypass the main system, but please don’t fuck anything up.
I send him back a string of skull emojis and a thumbs up.
I’m bouncing with excitement as I pull into the driveway. This is going to be epic—Abby’s going to love this. Hell, I’m going to love this, and I haven’t even seen the fucking aquarium in years.
I find her in her room, scrolling through her phone with a concerned look on her face. She’s wearing one of Landon’s oldhockey sweatshirts, which hangs off one shoulder, and her hair is twisted up in a messy bun that somehow still looks hot.
“Abby,” I announce, not bothering to knock. “I have the perfect location for your chase.”
She glances up, one eyebrow raised. “Let me guess, you’re thinking of something boring like a parking garage?”
“Fuck no.” I vault onto her bed, landing beside her. “The aquarium.”
“The aquarium? Like, the Stormhaven one?”
“The one and only. I have access tonight from eleven to one. It will be completely dark after hours except for the tank lighting.”
Abby sits up, and I can see the wheels turning in her head. “Oh my god,” she says. “That is perfect. You’re a genius, Levi.”
“I know,” I say, grinning like an idiot. “And I’m going to look amazing, too, obviously.”
“Obviously,” she agrees. She’s already rambling about messaging Tate to send him the location.
A few seconds pass, and her phone buzzes with a response.
“He’s in,” she says, reading the text. “And excited for the aquarium.”
“Who wouldn’t be?” I lean back against her pillows, watching her. “So what’s the plan? You need to tell me limits, and what I can and can’t do. You know what I’m like.”
Abby chuckles. “You follow my lead. Tate has filled out his consent form and listed what he is comfortable doing. Ice is his safe word. He has listed his hard limits as public humiliation and his identity being leaked. Besides that, anything goes. He likes the idea of giving up control, being guided and overpowered, and letting someone else take the lead for once.”
“Do I have to fuck him? While I don’t mind getting down with guys, I prefer to be the bottom.” Abby gasps at that information. “What, did you think I would be the top?”
Abby nods. “Yeah, well, you’re... you, so I just presumed.”
I laugh, as I can see why she thinks that. “Nah, I wouldn’t have a G-spot in my ass if it wasn’t supposed to be used. My brother, however, likes to top. Just try putting something near his ass.”
