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The new DX went to a club to celebrate. They were all high on the adrenaline rush. Their debut had gone off exactly as planned.
~?~
He sat drinking silently as he watched Morgan dance with her husband. Damn that Test was one lucky man. Morgan had always been beautiful but tonight she also looked sexy. She had changed into a black leather skirt and a barely there DX green and black crop top. Her biker cap perched on top of her sexy red curls. He could feel himself growing aroused watching her dirty dancing with her husband. Damn! He had to stop thinking about her! If nothing else Morgan loved Test more than life itself. No other man stood a chance against her love for him...
~Morgan~
Morgan could feel her husband's need as she ground her ass into his crotch as they danced, his hands on the exposed skin of her mid section. The 5-inch heels on the black boots she was wearing helped put her closer to his height. He whispered in her ear "Let's get out of here Morgan. Have our own party."
Morgan couldn't help but notice all the girls staring at her husband.
They walked to the table where Hunter and Rob were.
"Hey guys we're heading for our room. See you guys later!"
~?~
He watched as they left the bar, Test's hand on Morgan's ass. Knowing full well what they would be doing next he ordered another beer. He couldn't stand to think about it anymore.