Amber barely slept after the hidden date. The effects from the almonds had taken firm hold. Her breasts were noticeably fuller now, heavier with every step, straining against every bra she owned. Nipples stayed perpetually erect, dark and hypersensitive, rubbing against fabric until she was constantly wet. The deep, pulling ache inside them woke her at night. She would cup them in the dark, squeezing gently, imagining Kabir's mouth latched on, sucking hard until the ache eased. She came like that more than once, thighs clenched around her hand, biting the pillow to stay quiet.

Kabir knew exactly what he was doing. His text came Monday morning.