Page 56 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
“Absolutely not.” She tried to sidestep me again, but I blocked her path.
“Wait.” I knew what to ask her. “What is your age, sex, and current location?”Crap, no.Two of those were already obvious. Seriously, what was I supposed to ask her?
She was finally able to successfully sidestep me. Her high heels clicked on the cement as she hurried away. She turned to look at me over her shoulder. When she saw I was still staring, she quickly cut across the street.
“Wow,” said Chastity. “No.”
“You’re right, she’d be a terrible fit.”
“No, I meant no to you. What the heck was that? Why did you ask a woman? And regardless of that, you can’t be creepily asking strangers to a sex club.”
“I wasn’t creepy.”
“Girl, you were creepy as hell.”
“I was awkward at worst.”
“She ran into oncoming traffic to get away from you.”
“Well, I didn’t know what information to ask her.”
“I’m not sure that was the problem. It was all the other stuff you said.”
I shook my head. “No way. One sec.” I texted Tanner asking him what information I needed to extract from possible candidates.
“Just get their name and take a pic of them,” he responded. “The Society staff will take it from there.”
I smiled. “Great.Nowwe have a plan.”
“If you say so,” Chastity said. “Come on, we don’t want to be late to the photoshoot.” She looped her arm through mine and pulled me down the sidewalk.
When we arrived at the studio everything was already in full swing. We walked backstage on the first set to make sure everything was running smoothly. And the first thing I saw was another hot blonde drilling something. She had ripped jeans and a white tank top that her boobs were practically pouring out of. I subtly snapped a picture.
“What are you doing?” Chastity asked.
“I bet plenty of guys at the Society would love to see her bent over like that.”
“Um...did you learn nothing from the last person you accosted?”
“That street woman was weird. She didn’t deserve to be in the Society. But this woman does.”
“No, don’t...” Chastity tried to stop me, but I hurried over to the construction hottie.
“Hola,” I said.
“Hola. Cómo estás?”
“Oh, no, sorry, I don’t speak that.” But people in the Society would surely love sweet nothings whispered in their ear in Español.
She laughed. “No worries, I speak English too. What’s up?”
“Glad you asked. So I’m part of this amazing super exclusive sex club. And they’re looking for new members, so I’m scouting. And you’d seriously be perfect.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, you’d be so great.”
She looked like she was considering it.
