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naked before a room of people. Her blood was racing, her heart pounding, and all her senses seemed to be open and vulnerable.
    And for the first time in as long as she could remember, she was absolutely crazy hot for the guy who had put a ring on her finger. Seth with his dirty words and his rough hands and his commanding presence. A version of her husband she didn’t even know existed.
    But this was all a game. A role-play. And as soon as Ian had walked away she’d sensed the shift in Seth—the regret. The judgment.
    A hard knot settled in her stomach. Seth was ready to backpedal, and all she could think about was doing it again, pushing their limits further, finding the edge together.
    But maybe she had already pushed Seth off that edge.
    “You okay?” Seth asked quietly.
    I don’t know.
    “Yeah, you?”
    “Yeah.”
    So much for blatant honesty.

Chapter Eight
     
    Seth and Leila walked through the thick quiet of the night without a word. People moved past them on the dirt paths that led to the various parts of The Ranch—some guests nodding and smiling at them, others too wrapped up in their thoughts or their companions to notice the silent married couple trudging back to their cabin.
    Seth had opened his mouth a few times to say something . . . anything, but the words seemed to get lost on the way from his brain to his lips, the thoughts tangling and sticking in his mind like spiderwebs. He’d screwed his wife in front of a crowded club while she blew some other guy.
    And he’d fucking gotten off on it.
    But the gentle kiss and soft whispers Ian had given Leila afterward had made Seth want to swing a right hook square into the chiseled jaw of their new friend. The moment had shifted everything from being some crazy fantasy experience to the frigid cold of real life. He and Leila had just broken their wedding vows on purpose. Some other man was exchanging intimate postcoital murmurings with
his
wife. Seth had let someone else saunter into the sacred space of their marriage and touch what he held most precious.
    And Seth had no idea what to do with the paradoxical reactions of being turned on by everything that happened while at the same time being scared shitless by the inevitable consequences. And worse than that, he had no idea what Lei was feeling because he couldn’t find the right words to ask her.
    They made their way up the three wooden steps at the front, and he unlocked the door to their cabin. Leila stepped inside and flipped on a lamp in the living room, breaking the safety of the darkness that had cocooned them during their walk. The soft light revealed the smudged state of her makeup and the swollen curve of her lips. Lips that had been around another man tonight.
    She looked beautiful. And like a stranger.
    She crossed her arms over her chest, her bottom lip giving the slightest quiver. “You said no shame, Seth. No consequences.”
    He turned his back to her and shut the door, the quiet snick of the lock like a clap of thunder in the charged silence.
    “What? So now you can’t even look at me?” she asked, her voice in a battle between angry and tear-choked.
    He took a deep breath and turned to face her. “Come on, that’s not it.”
    “Oh, really?” she said, taking a step closer to him. “Then kiss me.”
    “What?”
    “You always kiss me after sex. And you didn’t tonight.”
    He sighed and ran a hand over the back of his head. “Lei—”
    “Afraid I’ll taste like him, Seth? Is that it?”
    He winced, her words like flecks of glass digging into his skin.
    Her jaw flexed, unshed tears gathering in the depths of her eyes. “You son of a bitch. This was your idea. Yours! And now you’re going to look at me like you’re disgusted? Like I’m some tramp?”
    “What was I supposed to do? You were going to fucking leave me,” he said, his voice rising. “It’s not like I’ve had this on my goddamned wish list. Watch my wife suck another man’s cock. Check!”
    “You sure