Page 55 of Ravage

She doesn't look like she buys my nonchalant attitude as she studies me for a moment.

Truth is, talking about work is not how I want to spend the evening with her. The car wreck had been pretty horrific, and the woman had been clinging on to life when we flew towards the hospital. I've had to learn to leave the horrors of work locked away once I clock off from shift, or it would eat me alive. It's probably what has made me so sarcastic and cynical, though.

"I just hung out with Annika last night and then had breakfast with my sister and her family this morning. Nothing exciting."

I nod, grateful she went along with the subject change.

"So, how did you meet Annika, anyway? Was she already at the club?"

She grins. "Annika was the first of the sex workers at the Brisbane location. She's been with Sebastian for about six years. So, she was there on my first night and was actually the one to convince me to take the job."

"There's more than one location?" I ask, continuing to eat.

She pauses, and I can tell she's trying to work out what she can and can't tell me.

"Yeah... They have them in a few other cities. But Brisbane is Sebastian's baby. It was the original one. And it's my job to make sure they are all running smoothly, so I travel between locations a fair bit."

"That's cool. Guess it would never get boring."

She laughs. "I think just working with Annika would ensure that I'm never bored."

"Yeah. From my conversations with her, I can tell she's a lot of fun. I also get the feeling she would shred me to pieces if I upset you in any way."

"Ha, yeah probably. I wouldn't know. She's never had to threaten any potential suitors for me." She lifts the glass of wine off the table, bringing it to her lips.

"So, you've not dated anyone since you started there?" I'm fishing for details, and she knows it, judging by the way she hesitates before replying.

"Nope... Haven't wanted to. I mean... my needs are being met, and after my divorce... The idea of committing to one person for the rest of my life feels like a prison sentence."

I turn her words over in my head. It's obvious that her ex was awful, and she is terrified of commitment. Lucky for her, I'm not the kind of guy to demand her complete attention. And I can be patient.

"So... who is the one helping you meet these needs?" I ask.

She smirks. "Do you really want to ask who else I'm fucking right now?"

I shrug. "I mean, I assumed we would have the conversation at some point. And I have no intention of turning into a jealous arsehole. Not really my style."

She's quiet while she considers me for a moment, then puts her wine back down on the table. "Well, if we're doing this, I guess you deserve to know. You saw me making out with Annika, and we do that often. We both have very high libidos."

The memory of the two of them together is burned into my brain.

I clear my throat. "So you're both bisexual?"

She nods. "Yes. I kind of always knew I was, but after my first night at the club, it confirmed that I love fucking women just as much as I enjoy fucking men."

The way she talks about sex is so blunt, which I'm not used to with women. It's refreshing and also has my cock twitching.

"So, you fucked Annika that first night?" Again, that hesitant look crosses her face. I can tell she has no issues with how she lives her life, and I don't like her thinking that I'd judge her. Turning, I put my plate down on the coffee table and push her hair back behind her ear as I face her. "I'm just trying to get an idea of what makes you tick. No judgement, Imogen."

She bites her lip for another moment, and I have to resist the urge to bite it for her. Everything about this woman is sexy as hell.

Finally, she seems to decide to just go for it. "I fucked Annika, Sebastian and Dante that night. All at once."

I process this, nodding slowly. "Dante's one of the other sex workers, right?"

She nods. "Yeah. And he's even hornier than Annika and me. Think he has more sex than anyone else in that place combined."

"So... are you sleeping with him, too?" I keep my tone even, hoping it shows her that her words haven't scared me off.

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