I knew Seth Marc was trouble the moment I laid eyes on him. His arresting presence rippled through me and I felt his chaos deep in my bones as our gazes met across the expanse of my father's gym.

The alluring fighter wasn't my type with his athletic torso, long, ropy arms, and powerful fists built to destroy men weaker than him, but every fiber in my being was fixated on him.

I craved him.

And although I knew he was the kind of guy who left a trail of shattered hearts in his wake, I wanted him.

I needed him.
I had to have him.

For the first time in my life, I decided to take a walk on the wild side, consequences be damned.

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Jackson returns to the booth, still smiling devilishly, and informs us our lounge booking is now available. We follow him from the booth to the elegant lounges in front of the wide stage where three girls hang upside down, their breasts barely kept inside their bikini tops. Seth and I share a lounge, being sure to keep the Darryl approved amount of space between us.


Jackson drops his heavy body next to me and reaches behind my back, tapping Seth on the arm. Seth leans toward Jackson, his body heat a welcome warmth on my cold arms.


"They get nude at midnight," Jackson shouts and I roll my eyes.


"We'll be gone by then," Seth shouts back, placing his hand on my lower back.


I turn to him. "You don't have to do that."


"Pretend you have zero interest in being here."


The Polaris Club, Part 2