My stomach lurched as the mansion's moonlit roof peered over the treetops. Here we were again, by way of an Uber and Annecy's credit card.

She must've still been in the dark about both her card and her cell since she hadn't cancelled either.

Despite all my worries, everything looked...more after my night of freedom and the mating ritual. Felt more. Sounded and tasted more. Looked cleaner, clearer, more delicious. I was living in high definition for the first time. And I ...