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you could engineer a big dramatic send-off? Make me orgasm until I passed out and then woke up to proclaim that I could never live without your cock?”
    “Well, yes. That would have been awesome.” He ignored her snort, his mind racing to untangle Satya’s unexpected withdrawal. It was out of left field, and it hurt. “Is it because... God. Were you just doing it for me? Pity sex, to help me feel better?”
    “No. Of course I wasn’t.”
    Mason looked deep into her eyes, searching for answers. “So you started wanting more?”
    She flinched, just a little, but he saw it. “Maybe. I guess so.”
    “More in general, or more from me?”
    “Mason.” Satya rubbed her eyes in a rare show of distress. “Okay, maybe I daydreamed about you and me together. Sometimes. But remember, I walked in on that sicko party Kai threw here a couple years ago. I saw firsthand what kind of stuff you’re into, and it’s never going to be my thing.”
    “Yes, okay, I was at a swinging party, because Kai and Constance happen to enjoy swinging. And my ex-wife, hell, she raised it to a whole new art form. Yes, I was there. That doesn’t mean I have to have it to survive. What did you actually see me doing there?”
    Satya thought a moment. “Fighting with your wife.”
    “Exactly. And about an hour before that I was pouring a sob story in Constance’s ear, rather than fucking her. Although I seem to recall that I fucked her after the sob story.”
    “Ugh. That’s my sister-in-law you’re talking about. My brother’s wife.”
    “They weren’t married then. Anyway, it’s their kink, they enjoy it.”
    “And you enjoy it.”
    “Maybe. When I’m in the mood for it.”
    “And that’s okay. But that’s why we—me and you—have to end. I’m not going to change who I am, not for you or anyone else. And I could never ask you to change for me. There are things I like about you and things I hate about you. I don’t want the things I hate about you to ruin both our lives.”
    It was Mason’s turn to flinch. “Wow. Harsh.”
    “Not harshness. Truth. I’m not into the things you’re into, and you deserve to have the things you’re into. I deserve a man that’s a better match for me.”
    Mason pouted. “A man for you to verbally abuse and trample all over. Poor fuck. I pity him already.”
    She flicked him upside the head. “You’ll always be one of my closest friends. I knew you back when you were Darwin Kulik, with a mullet from hell and an epic overbite.”
    “Shh.”
    Satya laughed and hugged him. He breathed in the smell of her, his secret lover. His friend and co-conspirator for so long.
    “I’ll miss fucking you, Sats.”
    “Ever the romantic.”
    “I can’t believe you’re deserting me now, when I’ll be dating Miss Wholesome Durand and feeling unsatisfied and horny as hell.”
    “She might not date you,” Satya said. “Did you ever think of that? She’ll be good for your image, but you’ll be bad for hers. Maybe she won’t even have you. And if she will...” Satya waved a finger in his face. “Try to develop a normal conscience. Unlike these degenerates here, most women don’t appreciate sharing their partners. If you start dating her in good faith—and I think you should—it would be really jerky to continue fucking me.”
    “I hate you when you’re right.”
    Satya smirked. “Then you must hate me all the time.” She looked over her shoulder at the Chandlers’ wide screen TV. “The ball’s dropping.” She turned back to him and ruffled his hair. “And I wish for you...I wish for you the happiness you deserve. This scandal will die down. Hang in there.”
    “And I wish for you the perfect man. A real winner you don’t hate as much as me.”
    They clinked their glasses together.
    “New Year’s wishes,” said Mason. “They have to come true, right?”
    “They have to.” Satya nodded her head. Her certainty made him feel a little better, but not much. He watched her leave a few