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high-pitched call was directed at them.
    A beautiful nymph with long flowing blonde hair tripped in six-inch heels through the pistachio shells scattered on the floor—heading straight for them. Crap. Devlin tried not to grimace.
    She stopped, repositioning her Gucci purse beneath her arm. “I didn’t know you two were here this weekend.” Her gaze skated from Ponytail to Devlin and back again. “And I didn’t know you knew each other.” Her lashes batted. They were long and lush and probably horribly expensive. Everything Avery Warner did was expensive and over the top. She wiggled her lacquered nails in their direction. Her diamonds flashed, even in the dim light. “Are you two…a thing?”
    “No,” Ponytail snapped, a little too quickly.
    They exchanged a glance. She responded to his frown with one of her own. “No.” Devlin repeated. “We just—”
    But as usual, Avery didn’t let him finish. Avery rarely let anyone finish. “ Well, you look good together.”
    “We are not together,” his companion bleated. She shouldn’t have. The heat in her tone captured Avery’s attention. Captured it so much, she narrowed her eyes and scrutinized them both.
    It was uncomfortable being analyzed by Avery Warner. Something like that never ended well. Avery excelled at mischief. And it was usually always a little twisted.
    She smiled. Like a reptile. If reptiles had glossy, pink lips. “Well,” she gushed. “You must come to my birthday party tomorrow. You simply must .” She leaned in and winked. “It’s a BDSM themed party.”
    Devlin swallowed heavily. He’d been to one of Avery’s parties before. He’d barely escaped with his manhood intact. “Tomorrow? Gee, I…”
    “I’d love to come,” Ponytail said with a glint in her eye. It was a glint that surprised Devlin. He hadn’t pegged her for a kinky girl. But he liked that she was open to…options.
    “Wonderful.” Avery pinned Ponytail with a gimlet glance. “And are any of the other Dawgs here?”
    “Holt and Bella—”
    A low, evil chuckle. “Oh, they have to come.”
    “And Kristi and Cam.”
    Avery wrinkled her nose. “You can invite them, but Kristi is pretty vanilla .”
    Ponytail grinned. “Drew is supposed to come this weekend, as well as Lane. But I don’t know when they’re getting here.”
    Devlin stiffened. Lane was coming? Great. The last time he’d seen Lane Daniels, the bastard had threatened to flatten his nose. For a divorced guy, Lane was pretty territorial about his ex.
    That sealed it. He was definitely not going to the party.
    “Well, invite them all. The party’s at my place tomorrow and starts at nine on the dot. Don’t be late,” Avery said with a smirk. “There are forfeits for latecomers.” She chuckled at her own joke. Avery always appreciated a pithy double entendre. Even when no one else got it. “And you!” She spun on Devlin, pointing an exquisitely manicured finger in his direction. “You’d better be there. With fucking bells on.”
    “Yes ma’am. Jingle, jingle.” He tendered a little salute. He had no intention of going, of course. If things went his way tonight, he and Ponytail would be deep in a playtime of their own. Far too busy to go to the big house on the bluff and prance around in leather, sucking on penis-pops and avoiding the outrageous games Avery liked to play. Games where one never knew who might end up wearing handcuffs and a dog collar.
    And if it was Avery’s birthday party, there would, no doubt, be spankings. Probably a lot of them. While Devlin didn’t mind the prospect of bringing his hand down on Ponytail’s shapely ass, he knew, if roles were reversed, she’d be ruthless.
    Yeah. Party or not, his plan was to seduce her tonight and keep her in his bed all weekend. The party would have to go on without them.
    Avery didn’t stay long after exacting the promises she required. She flounced to the bar to flirt with Darby. Devlin knew she was flirting, and mercilessly so,