Page 238 of Call Me Baby 2: Side B

That’s when the hierarchy writes itself:

who refuses to play,

who will persuade,

and who will pop.

If one of them folds now?

He’ll fold everywhere⁠—

when shit gets hard,

when Raymond circles,

when a girl whispers in his ear one night.

He’ll betray me.

A gust of hunger blows into Andrew’s gaze as it falls over Gia.

For a moment, it flicks to Sasha,

then slides right back to Gia.

“Not gonna lie, you two makin’ it real hard to behave right now.”

His pretty face breaks into a filthy smirk.

I hardly notice Gia walking closer to him

and stepping between his thighs.

I hardly notice anything at all.

All my senses are focused on Andrew,

his fixated expression, his carnal eyes,

his glistening bottom lip

after a slow pass of his tongue.

Her raunchy gaze finds mine when she says, “Behave? Nah. Baby wants to make sure you’re taken care of.”

Wouldn't be the first time this test ended in fucking or oral.

The girls know there are no rules.

They're all adults. I don't own consent.

If the Boy asks or initiates, and the girl wants to? Have at it. They’ll just never be welcome back in this penthouse.

Gia's fingers skim his jaw,

and Andrew grabs her wrist.

“Yeah?” he says, guiding her closer.