**Mature Audiences Only**
“Okay, she’s gone, he’s gone…now I want to have fun,” Kale said, a note of finality in his voice.
Sam laughed at him and got off his lap, sitting in the seat right next to him. “Poor baby…are you going through withdrawals?”
Kale narrowed his eyebrows as he said, “Damn right I am. I’m addicted.” He stood up and grabbed her hand. “Now come with me so I can feed the addiction.”
“Kale, look around. No one’s here. Let’s have fun right now,” she said, halting his advance to their room. She yanked her arm away from him, turned him around and sank to her knees. “How about a little show of what’s to come?”
Sam and Kale are mates.
Have been for two years.
This is their story.