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Isla nods. “I’m doing better than I ever have. I’m sober, and Harper helped me find an apartment in a safe neighborhood. Working here might not be ideal for you, but I’m happy. I finally feel like I belong somewhere. No one judges me for my past mistakes, and they all encourage me to be the best version of myself. I’m thinking about going back to school, and the girls are helping me choose what I want to do with my life.”

Isla’s mom, whose name I don’t know, reaches out, and Isla grasps her hand. “I love you and hope we can work on mending our relationship.”

Isla nods, wiping at her tears.

“I’m going to give you two a minute, but know your daughter has signed an NDA and she can’t talk about her work. We protect not only our girls, but anyone who comes through those doors, including your colleagues.”

I leave them to talk, finding Darragh standing right outside my office door, leaning against the wall.

“Ronan isn’t happy.”

“You seriously narced on me? Ronan can kiss my ass. We have cops come in here all the time as clients.”

He pushes off the wall. “I booked us a room.”

“That was presumptuous of you,” I say, retreating as he steps forward until my back hits the opposite wall.

“It’s not. You basically begged to be my girl. Your condition was that I fuck Cian, and guess who is in with Dylan right now learning how to clean his ass out?”

“He isn’t,” I whisper. “Fuck, I won’t live this down. Dylan will want to talk about your cocks with me.”

“I don’t care—I need to be with you like I need my next breath. I even want Van to punch me in the face tomorrow for leaving my mark. Since you insist on being here, I’m going to make the most of it. How soundproof are the rooms?”

“Enough that I can be as loud as I want and no one but the security guy will hear it.”

“Looks like I’m going to have to threaten your security guy. Once the cop leaves, find me in room seven.”

I nod and Darragh backs off. “See you soon,” he says with a wink, before walking away.

Shit, poor Michael. Hopefully Darragh doesn’t actually go through with his threat to hurt him, or I will have to ban him from being able to fuck me here. Michael isn’t into heterosexual sex, so him watching the security feed doesn’t seem as weird. Plus, Dylan and he have good chemistry. Dylan is oblivious, which makes it more entertaining to watch when they are both on break.

After a few minutes of standing in the hall, lost in my X-rated thoughts, Isla appears with her mom. They hug, and Isla tells me she will walk her out.

I head up the emergency stairs to the floor room seven is on, and on my way to the door, Cian steps out of a room holding his ass, while Dylan follows him out laughing.

“It’s not funny—my ass feels soggy and cold. It shouldn’t be normal.”

I clear my throat and Cian looks my way. “Did you know he shoved a hose up my ass?!”

Dylan scoffs. “It was not a hose.”

“You realize Darragh is going to stick his cock in there, right? A hose is child’s play.”

Cian walks toward me. “I have no issues with a dick in my ass, but it felt like he was water blasting my insides.”

Dylan rolls his eyes. “Then don’t do it. Getting shit on your cock is just a part of the life, and if Darragh can’t handle it, he shouldn’t put his dick in small dark holes.”

I run my hand down my face. “Dylan, go back to work. Cian, room seven, now.”

Dylan salutes me and steps back into his room. Cian follows me to room seven, and when we step inside, we find Darragh sitting in the armchair in the corner.

“Dylan said I need to wax and bleach my asshole. If you want that to happen, I don’t think I can do this. I’m happy to shave, but no one is waxing my butthole.”

“I wax mine,” I offer.

“And I will eat your ass anytime you want, but I don’t think Darragh will lick my ass—well, unless you’re into that.”

“Shut the fuck up,” Darragh snaps. “You always have to make shit weird. Just do what you do best and get your ass naked.”

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