CHAPTER NINETEEN
Maia’s courage only started to fail as they walked into the club at almost midnight. Atom squeezed her hand. “You want to go, just say.”
She shook her head. “I want to do this. I told you I wanted try everything with you, and God, I really, really want to do this.”
He stopped before they reached the coat check and drew out two eye masks. “Yes?”
Maia nodded, somewhat relieved. Atom tied the white mask around her eyes and then she returned the favor. “Should we use false names?”
“You can be anyone you want to be.”
“Just yours. Always yours.”
“Then we don’t need fake names.”
He led her through the club. The interior was exposed brick, with alcoves where couples lounged on chaise lounges, some making love in pairs, or in threes or fours. Beautiful waitstaff drifted aro
