Darius's POV
I'm feeling impulsive right now, for no real reason. Maybe it's because I'm still riding the high from last night. I won. I played the game perfectly, manipulating the situation and coming out untouched. I even tried calling Allison's aunt—well, her twin, "Grenade." But her number didn't go through. She's vanished. AWOL.
Tonight's the night I'll finally lead Jessica to Allison. And to be honest, I'd like to see Allison too. I can't deny it—I miss my favorite plaything. And I've got something special planned for tonight: a masked party, with a twist. Every girl will draw from a pile of folded slips with the names of all the men at the party. Whoever they pick, they go home with.