Up ahead, a light goes out. I shriek and run away from it. I rush down another row, then turn left. Adrenaline spikes my blood. Excitement sparks in my gut. What is he doing? Another light shuts off, then another. I dig my heels in and stop. I pant into the silence, immovable, as light after light goes out until I’m in the centre of the only halo of light still on.
“You cheated,” I call out, twisting to face each edge of darkness.
“Cheated? I wasn’t made aware of the rules of your game.” He curses. “You look so sexy.”
I swallow hard as the skin behind my ears pulls tight. I press my thighs together and take a minute step back, moving toward the bookcase. I’m hyper-aware of my nakedness, of the warm, bright light showcasing every inch of me. My nipples ache, and my breasts grow heavy.
“Are you going to tell me what you read in your illegal sex book?”