Luca doesn't offer any more explanation than that. Instead, he climbs to his feet. Rubbing his eyes, he wanders over to the far side of the set.

I prop myself up on my elbows, confused and slightly alarmed. My mind is still hazy, my body still hot and throbbing with need. I can't seem to form any coherent thoughts about what's happening.

When I glance back over my shoulder at Isaac, he looks just as baffled.

"Is there a problem?" he says to ...