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lines into the steam room.
    It was dark here, and the music was muted. The steam was thick, and occasionally I’d pass someone in the fog. They would touch me, or I would touch them. They were faceless. I was faceless. My mouth was dry, and my dick was hard. I needed to sit down.
    I found an alcove with a little bench, off the main path of the steam maze. I pulled off my towel and wiped the sweat from my face. My hands brushed over my chest, goose bumps in the steam. I chuckled. I’d forgotten how good it could feel, Ecstasy. In the warm glow, the “why” of what I was doing was barely there. I was floating.
    I felt someone else’s hand on my leg. I couldn’t see his face. His face didn’t matter. My eyes were closed and it felt too good. His mouth was wet and cold in the heat. My hands were in his hair. I grunted. His mouth pulled off me. “Don’t stop,” I told him.
    â€œAlex?”
    I recognized that voice, through the Ecstasy fog. Who was it? I blinked, letting my eyes readjust to the poor light. I knew the face between my legs. “Aaron? What the . . .”
    â€œI knew your dick was familiar,” he laughed nervously.
    â€œWhat are you doing here?”
    â€œI’m up here for work. Figured I could have a little fun, too.” He paused, sat down next to me. I could feel his knee against my thigh. “Why are you here?”
    Why was I here? I couldn’t focus. All I could think of was how good he’d felt. I pulled his mouth to mine. He let out a moan. Our tongues danced to the music, in the steam, in the dark. It was familiar and new and warm and wet, slick and fast and hard. I let myself fly.

Chapter 16
    L ater, in the shower, I couldn’t believe what I’d done. Aaron smiled at me from the next showerhead, and I buried my face in the water so I wouldn’t have to look at him. We hadn’t seen each other in so long, and to run into each other there, of all places, that night, of all nights! I couldn’t help but look at him though, the body I’d spent so many years next to. I could feel myself twitch again.
    â€œWant to go get a drink?” he asked.
    â€œWhere?” I said.
    â€œThere’s a bar just upstairs. They licensed it for the evening.”
    That, I hadn’t known. Gin would have been a safer choice than E. “Sure,” I said.
    With towels wrapped around our waists, we walked upstairs, past the Hatter, who was absorbed in spinning. We didn’t talk. Aaron put his hand on my shoulder as we went up, and I pulled away. What had I done? The pill was worn off, and my brain was crying out in panic again. What about Steven? This is what the guy on the phone had wanted me to do though. Did he know? Was it enough to get Steven released?
    â€œRum and Coke?” Aaron asked me, at the makeshift bar they’d set up.
    â€œGin,” I said, “with cran if they have it.”
    â€œYou’ve changed your drink.”
    â€œA lot’s changed.”
    â€œYou still give great head.” He smiled at me.
    â€œThanks, but it was stupid.”
    â€œIt doesn’t mean anything. Part of the party.” He ordered our drinks, passed me mine. “Want to go to my room?”
    I had to check my phone, check the time, see if he’d called again. “No, let’s go to mine.”
    Aaron grinned. “Okay.”
    â€œLook, it’s not what you think.”
    â€œRelax, Alex, it was a blow job at the bathhouse. It doesn’t mean anything.”
    â€œI’m with someone now.”
    â€œOh? Is he here? I could be up for a threeway.”
    A threeway? That wasn’t the Aaron I remembered. Not that it mattered right now. That wasn’t what this was about. “No, it’s not like that. We don’t do that.” How much did I want to tell Aaron? He was my ex after all. But we’d also shared so much, and maybe an outsider’s opinion would be good. I unlocked my