Page 10 of Bond of Passion

“Oh, no, Miss Top of the Class.” Ronnie seized Deja’s hand and hauled her to her feet. “We are going up on that stage, and we’re humping all over some hot guys.” She dragged her toward the steps. “I know you’re hung up on some asshole who shit on you, but maybe banging one of these hotties will shake you out of it.”

Deja laughed. She’d been celibate since becoming corporeal again, but it wasn’t because she was hung up on Tavin. Well, maybe it was a little of that. Mainly, it was the fact that she hadn’t enjoyed sex before him, and she wasn’t looking forward to jumping on that ride again.

You’re looking forward to doing it with Tavin.

Yes, that was true. As much as she hated to admit it, the sex part of seducing him would be…awesome.

Tavin had been a fantasy come true in bed. As a sex demon, he’d instinctively known what she needed and when. He knew if she wanted it gentle and drawn out or hard and fast and raunchy. He’d taught her so much.

Now, she planned to use everything he’d taught her against him.

And, thanks to a new name, a new accent, and an enchanted necklace that altered her features, as well as a bizarre screwup that put her in a different body than the Neethul one she’d died in that he would recognize, he’d never see it coming.

Eileen danced her way over to help Ronnie yank Deja up the steps.

“Girl, you ready to get your sexy on?” Eileen swiped up a bottle of chocolate syrup and shoved it into her palm.

Deja contemplated her friends, the mostly naked dancers, and the sweet, sticky condiment. This was the start of her new life, and it was looking pretty good.

Once Tavin was dead, her life would be perfect.

She eyed a tall, thickly muscled male with an eight-pack and skin the color of the chocolate sauce in her hand. Mmm. Maybe she’d have dessert tonight after all.