THE HUMAN SLUT TABLE
Chapter 1
Lina pov
I sat there on that old leather couch in the lodge’s main room, smirking at Victor as I took another sip of my hot toddy.
The fire was crackling away, throwing shadows all over the wooden walls, and the smell of pine from outside mixed with the spicy steam rising from my drink.
“So, Victor, you really think this retreat is going to fix all the tension in the office? Because from where I’m sitting, it feels like we’re just trading conference rooms for log cabins, and nobody’s buying the team building excuse.”
Victor looked over at me, his deep voice coming out in a chuckle as he swirled his own drink around in his glass. His salt and pepper hair caught the light from the fire, and even at his age, he had that way of carrying himself like he
