A few minutes later, her tent flap opened, revealing a dim, smoky interior. A small red glow winked on and off, and he moved forward. No one else was around. Not that it mattered anyway. If she and Adrian had been an item, it was over now.

Kenn stepped inside the pungent tent, inhaling from the thick joint that slid between his lips. The flap closed them in darkness, and he remained still, smoking as unseen hands rubbed him, opened his jeans…stroked.

The redhead was aware that something was happening with Adrian's right-hand man. She'd seen his loaded Bronco, and wanted to be sure her place with him was secure before he left. Kenn was her ticket to power here, and Tonya gave him an amazing effort, trying to dig her hooks in deeper. For a little while the hard new future was forgotten by them both.




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