Give Me More (Salacious Players Club, #3)

by Sara Cate

She’s not even old enough to be in here,

What How old is she

“You’ll need a safe word, Red,” I say, but she cuts me off before I have a chance to suggest one. “Namaste.”

Oop

As I’m standing in my closet,

You’re a fucking idiot hunter

but maybe that’s what best friends are—soul mates in disguise.

“Get away from my wife, Eden,” Hunter says in warning. “Why does everyone say that to me?” she asks, and we all laugh.