Page 15 of By Invitation Only
Ava burst out laughing. “Well, it is a sex club.”
“Is there anything I need to know before we get there?” I asked, changing the subject.
“Not unless you plan to stay longer than serving Trent.”
I bit my lower lip. A part of me wanted to stay. Again, it was a once in a lifetime thing, and like Lorelei had said, I shouldn’t let the opportunity pass. Plus, if Jason Black happened to be a member and he did want to sleep with me, I was all for it.
“Do you want to stay?” Ava asked. “I can have my driver bring you home whenever you want.”
“He doesn’t need to do that. I can Uber it when I’m ready to leave.”
“Nonsense. He gets paid big bucks, and I’d rather pay him for doing something other than sitting in his car playingCandy Crush.”
I chuckled. “We’ll see. I still don’t know what I’m getting into. My priority is finding Trent, though.”
A frown formed on Ava’s face. “This is the first time we’ve come to the club separately.”
I reached out and placed my free hand on hers, giving it a light squeeze. “I’m sorry. But you are certain he’s coming?”
“He’d never miss it. Even when he’s filming, he always comes back even if it’s just for the night.”
“Do you mind if I ask what you two did together there?”
Ava sighed as though remembering her time together with her ex. “A lot of threesomes. He also likes to watch me with a woman.”
“Oh…” I breathed. “What do you think he’ll do tonight?”
She shrugged. “Usually he gets a drink or two, and then we find someone to join us. Tonight, since we aren’t together, he’ll probably find two women to be with, but he likes to watch first to get more in the mood.”
“Watch?” I asked.
Ava smiled tightly. “Not everyone can go into a private room. There are people all around… enjoying themselves.”
Images of my daydreams flashed in my head of people screwing on all the furniture. Seems I might be right about that one. “Okay, so I should find Trent at the bar?” I assumed there was a bar of some sort since she’d indicated he gets a drink or two.
“There are a few bars set-up, but he likes the one by the pool so he can smoke.”
“Great, I’ll start there.” I was thinking about my plan of attack when another thought came to me. My head twisted sharply back at Ava. “Bookers going to be there tonight, huh?”
“Yeah. He comes every time too.”
My stomach dropped. The possibility of seeing Booker at a sex club made me nervous. I wasn’t nervous because I thought he might tell people he saw me (if he did see me). What made me nervous was potentially seeing him engaging in sexual acts. I wasn’t sure if I could ever forget that image. A part of me did want to see it, though. There was no denying I found him attractive. Plus, knowing he was a ladies man, I kind of wanted to see it in action. Then I’d know what all the fuss was about. Seeing him in court would be awkward, but it would probably make him nicer since I knew his secret.
I bit my lip to try and hide the smile that formed on my face as I pictured Booker fucking a chick doggie style. I cleared my throat. “Okay. Just curious what to expect.”
“Everything will be fine. I mean, on your end. I might just hide in the shadows or if I find someone, go upstairs with them for the night. Trent might flip. He won’t cause a scene, but he might come looking for me after you serve him.”
“Everythingwillbe fine,” I agreed. “Booker’s not stupid. Given that Trent knows you want a divorce, he shouldn’t be that surprised. He’ll more than likely seek out Booker, and then Booker will calm him down. I’m sure he’ll feed him bullshit, but I’m not worried.”
“I hope you’re right. I’d hate to leave early.”
I turned toward her. “You will not leave early. Trent doesn’t have the upper hand here, Ava. But if you do want to leave early, don’t worry about me. I’m totally okay with Uber. What I want you to do, though, is find the guy you’ve always wanted to sleep with and bring him upstairs, or whatever, and forget all about what I’m doing and how Trent is going to react.”
“Okay,” she agreed. “I have been eyeing Michael Zapino.”
I sucked in a sharp breath. “Michael Zapino fromHow to Get the Girl?”
“Yeah.” She beamed.
