Fortune Favors The Bold

Katrina Colt has a thing for Alina Ali and she is done pretending otherwise. Too shy to say it straight, she pays Jayden Cole to fake a psychic reading and plant one clear message: Alina belongs with her. When Jayden walks in she takes one look at Alina’s full breasts and dark hair and forgets the script. She steers the reading toward herself, leaning close, letting her low-cut blouse fall open, telling Alina the cards want a redhead in her bed. Alina listens, eyes drifting over Jayden’s body, lips parted. Katrina keeps jumping in with, “That’s not what we planned,” but Jayden talks over her, voice smooth, hand resting on Alina’s thigh. Katrina finally snaps. She blurts the truth, that she staged the whole thing so Alina would see her differently. Alina’s mouth curves. “You didn’t need the act,” she says. “I’ve been wanting you since you moved in.” The air shifts. The two of them step closer, mouths meeting, hands sliding under fabric. Jayden watches, gathers her cards, starts to leave. Alina stops her. “You helped,” she says, fingers reaching for Jayden’s wrist. “Stay.” Jayden hesitates, then lets her coat drop. Alina pulls them both down to the bed. Soft breasts brush together, tongues taste skin, breath quickens. Katrina licks Alina’s nipple while Jayden spreads Alina’s thighs; Alina moans and reaches for both of them, pulling them into a tangled, hungry mess. The fake reading is long forgotten. Only heat and skin remain.