The microwave beeped, reminding me that his food was ready. “I actually wanted to talk to you about Saturday.” I didn’t want to discuss my dining room table. While it intrigued me and turned me on to think about being strapped to the table and spread open with him between my legs, I knew Booker was exhausted becauseIwas exhausted and only worked eight to ten hours a day, not his crazy hours.
“What about?”
I grabbed his food, motioning for him to sit. While he began eating, I asked, “So I assume I’m going with you this time?”
He nodded, a mouthful of meat in his mouth.
“How does that work? I can’t go as your guest every time can I?”
He shook his head and swallowed. “No, you’re only allowed to come twice. They figure one time is to get the feel of things and the second time will seal the deal.”
“Two times total, or two times with one member?”
“I think per member.”
“Okay. So after the December party, I’d have to get a membership?”
“Yeah. Do you want one?”
I blushed. “Well, I figured that since it’s something you’re into, I would need to get my own membership so I can keep going with you.”
“Okay.”
I thought he’d have more of a response. It wasn’t as though I was telling him I was going to the grocery store with him. “Okay?”
“Okay.” He nodded.
“Well, it’s by invitation only. Would it be under you or something?”
He smirked. “Of course.”
“How much is it?”
“You’ll need to decide what level you want and what you can afford.”
“I looked at the website, but it didn’t tell me prices or what each level entailed.”
“I don’t know the going rate, but I do have a general idea of each level. There’s no need for you to become a Diamond member since I already have a room. Plus, there’s a waiting list. The main perk of being the highest level, though, is you do get the invites to the special parties.”
“Special parties?”
“It’s more than once a month.”
“What?” My eyes widened. “Wait. If there’s more than one party, why did you let us wait a month before I returned to the club for you to tell me about Carrie?”
“Because Diamond members can only attend the special parties, not guests.”
“Oh. So what are thesespecialparties?”
He took a few more bites as I went to get my wine. I needed alcohol to process the ins and outs of Sensation.
“I’m only going to tell you this because I trust you and because you want to become a member. You arenotto tell Lorelei or anyone else.”
I downed the rest of my glass. “Okay, pinky swear.” I stuck out my pinky.
He grinned and laughed. “Pinky swear?”
“Yeah, that’s like the highest level of a promise.”