Kaia was drowning in frustration, so she went to a bar.

The night was loud and alive around her.

Cheap perfume and barely-there outfits packed every corner of the place. Bodies pressed together under the spinning lights — men and women grinding, swaying, losing themselves in the heat of it all. The whole room humed with a low, trashy kind of desire.

That was exactly what Kaia was after.

She'd been wild once, back when she was young. It ...