We both settled into a comfortable silence. The window beside us was fogged from the contrast outside—snow drifting down lightly now that the wind had finally calmed. Peaceful. Calming. And for the first time in hours, my brain wasn't screaming mole, mole, mole.

But then the thought of that damn 10B footage shoved its way back in. Reid had lied—why? Was he really the mole? The one loose thread left to pull?

I pushed the thoughts away and finished my drink. Kayla noticed and glanced over.

"How's the mocha?" she asked.

"Cold," I said.

She flicked her finger against her steaming cup.

"How's the black coffee?" I asked.

"Hot."

She smirked. I chuckled.

"Well," I said, stretching a bit, "if I wake up with a sore throat tomorrow, I'm coming after you."

"Yeah, unless the storm kills me first," she teased back.

"Stop worrying about it," I said. "Is your apartment really that ba—"

"Yes." She cut me off immediately. "It is that bad."

"Well, my offer still stands," I said. "There's the penthouse, sure—but below it there's also a whole floor, two spare rooms. You can crash in one."

She narrowed her eyes. "Wait… why not the penthouse? You don't want me in there?"

There was no way I could tell her I was living with Jasmine and the others. So… I had to keep that to myself, or there'd be a huge misunderstanding. I guess I had to lie again.

"No, no," I said, lifting a hand defensively. "I just don't want you feeling uncomfortable. That's all."

She raised one eyebrow. "I wouldn't be uncomfortable with you. Would you be uncomfortable with me?"

"Of course not. I just—" I exhaled. "I don't want you to think I'm pushing anything."

"Says the guy who fucked me on a massage table," she deadpanned.

I leaned back and let out a long, defeated breath. "...Fair."

She laughed softly, shaking her head like she couldn't believe me. "You know what? I'll take your offer."

My eyebrows rose. "Yeah?"

"Yeah. But I need to grab some stuff from home first. Then we can go to the hotel."

"Works for me," I said, getting up and slipping my coat on. "Shall we go now?"

"Yep. Oh—and you're paying, right?"

I paused mid-zip. "Did you even bring your wallet?"

"Nope."

I sighed. "Then yeah. I'm paying."

She flashed a victorious grin and stood, pulling her beanie straight. Adorable, honestly.

❤︎‬‪‪❤︎‬‪‪❤︎

I slid the room card into the slot, heard the soft click, and pushed the door open. Warm air spilled out. I stepped inside first, holding the door open with my arm.

Kayla hesitated for half a second, then walked in with wide eyes and her backpack still on her shoulders. She made a slow circle, taking in the high ceiling, the soft lighting, the wide windows.

"Wow," she breathed. "This is… bigger than my whole place."

"Yeah, you should see the penthouse," I said. "This is the cheap room."

"That's depressing," she muttered, half joking, half amazed.

"To the left," I pointed, "bedroom."

I swung the bedroom door open. And—god. A flash hit me. Delilah on that same bed, half-turned, ass up, cheeks pink, eyes shy. The rest of the girls waiting, like it was some kind of ritual for me.

My cock twitched and I forced myself back to the present.

Kayla stepped inside the room, hands on her hips, nodding softly to herself as she looked around. Then she dropped her backpack onto the desk, rolled her shoulders, and stretched her arms above her head. Her sweater lifted just enough to show a line of soft skin.

Outside, the wind screamed against the building. The storm was getting heavier—again. Forecasters hadn't lied this time. I was damn relieved Nala and the others made it back before things went to hell.

"If you need anything," I said, walking toward the bedside table, "just call number three on that phone. They'll bring you whatever you want."

Kayla's eyebrows raised. "Wow. This is… actually luxurious, Evan. You really live here?"

"Yup." I leaned against the doorframe. "If you need anything else, just text or call me. Oh—quick warning. Power might cut out. The main generator fried; they never replaced it. Backup only keeps the lights on in the room."

She nodded slowly. "Got it. And… thanks, Evan. Seriously. You didn't have to go this far for me."

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EVENT

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Kayla's Interest +5

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Finally. A milestone. And yeah, I hadn't done this for the points, but a reward wasn't exactly unwelcome.

"We're friends," I said. "You'd do the same for me."

Kayla snorted. "Mm… no, I wouldn't. But thanks anyway."

I clutched my chest dramatically. "Crushing. Absolutely crushing."

"Aww. Poor baby," she said with a crooked grin.

I laughed and clapped my hands. "Alright, I'll let you get settled. If you need anyth—"

"Dinner?" she interrupted, looking up at me from beneath her lashes. "Wanna have dinner with me?"

Dinner with Kayla. I'd planned on eating with the girls… but I couldn't exactly say no to her. But I also couldn't bring her upstairs—disaster waiting to happen.

"I can eat something light," I said. "What did you have in mind?"

She shrugged. "What's in the fridge?"

"Probably nothing," I said. "But you can order from room service. How about a salad?"

"Chicken salad?" she asked hopefully.

"Chicken salad it is." I stepped toward the bedside table. "I'll order—"

"Wait." She held up her hand. "Let me do it. I always wanted to try one of these fancy room-service phones."

I chuckled. "Alright. Go for it. I'll be in the living room, okay?"

"Yup," she said, already reaching for the phone with an excited grin.

She looked… happy. Comfortable. And somehow that made walking out of the room harder than I expected.

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WOMEN - INTERACTIONS

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Jasmine: Interest: 40 / 60★★

Kayla: Interest: 23 / 40★

Tessa: Interest: 27 / 40★

Kim: Interest: 35 / 40★

Delilah: Interest: 75 / 80★★★

Cora: Interest: 100 / 100★★★★★

Mendy: Interest: 6 /20

Nala: Interest: 66 /80★★★

Penelope: Interest: 5 /20

Minne: Interest: 23 /40★

Ivy: Interest: 2/20

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Progress:

★☆☆☆☆ - 20 Interest: Milestone reward

★★☆☆☆ - 40 Interest: Milestone reward

★★★☆☆ - 60 Interest: Milestone reward

★★★★☆ - 80 Interest: Milestone reward

★★★★★ -100 Interest: Milestone reward

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Select a woman to track progress.

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I walked into the living room and crashed onto the couch, the same one where Jasmine had edged me for twenty damn minutes. I still had no idea how I managed to hold it in. But I did… and it was terrible. No more edging. Ever.

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Milestone Reached!

Partner: Kayla

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Reward:

350c

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Damn, no experience points. But 350 credits were awesome. While Kayla was talking with room service, I opened the Shop and checked how much credit I had now.

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SHOP

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• Aphrodisiac Drink (10c)

• Silk Lingerie Set (25c)

• Sensual Massage Oil (15c)

• Mystery Pleasure Toy (30c)

• Flirt Potion (20c)

• Hypnotic Perfume (40c)

• Time Stop (90c)

• 500 Dollars (50c)

• 1 Ability Point (150c)

• 1 Mastery Point (160c)

• Main Quest Unlock (Bought

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Credits: 1300c

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Shit, look at that. I had so many credits, but spending them felt… wrong. I liked watching the number grow. I'd wait for the next level, see what new toys popped up. If I got impatient, I'd just buy Ability Points and reset Pleasure or Libido later.

Kayla stepped back into the living room, coat gone now, wearing that tight black V-neck sweater and those insane black pants that made her ass look illegal. She paused in the middle of the room, glanced at the empty couch across from me, then walked straight over and sat right next to me. Thigh to thigh.

She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and gave me a little sideways smile.

"So," she said. "Living in a penthouse, huh?"

"Yep."

"You talked about a girl, Nala, right?" She tilted her head. "It's her place?"

"It is." I lied smoothly. "Why?"

"And you're in an open relationship with her. Half-open, whatever."

"Yeah?"

"Just…"

Her stomach suddenly roared like a starving lion. She slapped both hands over her face, mortified.

I opened my mouth; she pointed at me through her fingers. "You popped a boner in your sleep. You don't get to mock me."

"Hey, it was a mistake."

"So is this," she muttered, cheeks flaming. "I'm just hungry, okay?"

Wait… was I missing something?

I arched an eyebrow, staring at her, searching for some clue—some hint of what was happening here. Her gaze met mine for a split second, and then… she quickly looked away, her focus shifting down to the carpet like she couldn't hold my stare for longer than a heartbeat.

A quiet tension stretched between us, thick enough to feel like something was hanging in the air, waiting to fall. Was I really, really, missing something?

I didn't want to push it, didn't want to cross a line, but damn if the curiosity wasn't eating me alive. Was I reading this wrong?

I turned my body slightly toward her, my breath shallow as I met her eyes again. She didn't look away this time. Instead, she held my gaze, a small, almost playful smile curling at the corner of her lips, as if she was daring me to make the next move.

The moment stretched, thickening the silence between us. Slowly, almost against my better judgment, I leaned in. The air around us seemed to hum, vibrating with every inch that brought us closer. My heartbeat was deafening, thudding in my chest like it was about to burst. I could feel the heat of her breath just inches away, and yet there was something unspoken, something on the edge of a promise…

Then, just as our lips were about to meet, she stopped.

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