She gets exactly what she needs every Friday night. She never wanted one of them to stay.

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Rebecca Hartwell wins for a living. She's a litigator in a three-thousand-dollar suit who makes opposing counsel sweat through their shirts and makes judges rule her way before lunch. And once a week, behind a members-only door with no sign on the street, she lets six men take her apart until the machine in her head finally goes quiet.

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She's done it forty-three times. She has never once been ashamed of it. And she has never, ever wanted one of them to stay the night.

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Then Ethan stays.