“Had to use the energy to start the ritual,” Bella shrugged.Friday’s brows rose. “You power your rituals by denying yourself climax?”“Well... I can. Thankfully, I don’t often need to,” Bella explained.“That’s good. Not sure I would want to pay that price every time,” Friday chuckled.Bella laughed along with her. “Me either. I didn’t want to keep Jack waiting.”“Like hell,” Jack said, sounding strained.“I just gave up mine so you could have yours sooner,” Bella said, her voice teasing but firm. “Be. Would Eve squeal if he takes her aside?" I doubt it, but it's hard to say how she feels deep down. This would present her with an opportunity to put those jerks behind bars where they belong. We discussed that, too. From the look I gave her as they pulled along side, she knows I don't want to go that route."Buddy said, "She'd better not squeal if she knows what's good for her."Sister Karen shot him a menacing look as she fired back, "If she does, you had best stay as far away from her as you. " "Gimme your number." She furrowed her brow and reeled it off after a little trial and error. From the hallway, they heard a muffled rendition of Daft Punk's Get Lucky. Ryan rose to fetch it and brought her clutch bag back, amused at her hurriedly looking away from ogling his flared organ. Settling next to her warmth, they scrolled backwards through the gallery revealing a similar story from her perspective. She had evidently photographed Ryan as he performed a drunken striptease. There were. He asked if she wanted breakfast, easy to answer wrong especially since she didn’t know if he was just saying it to be nice or if he actually wanted her to stay. Still wrapped in the towel she felt like all her layers had been stripped she was nervous, she had never indulged in a one night stand. ‘What do you want from me?’ she asked suddenly. He took what seemed like ages before answering then grabbed her chin, tilting it to look her straight in the eye and said, ‘I want you to stay. Order.