Page 9 of Ruin

My club outfit consists of white PVC go-go boots, a hot-pink bandeau top, and matching hot pants. The outfits that the club has us wear don’t leave much to the imagination.

“Nice outfit,” he drawls. His dilated eyes land on my lips first and then on my eyes. “Why haven’t I seen that one before?”

“Because you’ve never been to the club.”

“Ah. My error. One I need to rectify immediately.”

I laugh, but I don’t really feel it, and I know exactly why.

Zeus.

Fucking Zeus.

“You sure you’re okay?”

Rich cups my cheek in his hand, and I appreciate the warmth it brings.

I’ve been filled with so many different emotions since seeing Zeus—most of them bad—that I feel cold inside. I didn’t realize just how cold until Rich put his hand on me.

Sometimes, it’s the simplest of touches that can make you feel better. Well, maybe not better. I don’t think I’ll feel better for a while after running into Zeus tonight.

“I’m sure.” I smile.

He brushes his thumb over my lips. “It’s been a while since I’ve seen you,” he says tenderly.

“I know. I’ve been busy with Gigi starting pre-K and work and life…”

“How’s Gigi handling pre-K?”

“You know Gigi.” I smile wide at the thought of my baby girl. “Nothing fazes her. She has the confidence of a seasoned performer.”

“I wonder where she gets that from.” He grins.

“I’ve no idea.” I innocently flutter my lashes.

Rich chuckles and then leans in, gently kissing me on the lips.

It’s sweet. It’s nice.

He’s not Zeus.

“I’ve missed you,” he murmurs.

“You mean, you’ve missed being inside me.”

He smiles against my mouth. “You could say that. When can I see you next?”

“How does Wednesday night sound? I’ll ask Aunt Elle to watch Gigi.”

“Wednesday sounds far away, but I’ll take it.” He leans back. “Guess I’m gonna be spending some more time with Rosie Palm and her five sisters.” He grins, waving his palm at me, and I chuckle.

“You’re a good-looking guy, Rich. I’m sure you’re not wanting for women.”

I don’t know why I said that.

In the time we’ve been sleeping together, I’ve never asked Rich to be exclusive with me. It would be unfair when I can’t give him a lot of my time. But I’ve also never asked him about other women either.

Why would I say that now?