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Peyton chuckled slightly. “A client of mine needed me to serve her husband there.”
My light brown eyes widened. “Seriously?”
“Yeah, but they got back together and … well, that was how Booker and I got started.”
“Wait. You didn’t meet him there, did you?”
“No.” She laughed. “We’d had cases against each other prior, but things heated up there.”
My mouth dropped. “Really? I thought you two just started dating because of work or something.”
Peyton smirked. “Well, Iwasworking.”
I laughed. “Right.”
“But this isn’t my story. This is about you.”
“Right,” I said again.
She leaned forward. “Just come with Booker and me to the next party and watch. That’s what I had planned to do my first time.”
“But you didn’t?” I smiled.
Peyton smirked, and her cheeks turned pink as she simply replied, “Nope.”
“Okay, I’ll talk to Ward.”
CHAPTER TWO
Kiera
Ward was on shift until Friday evening, but Saturday morning, we went to our nine-year-old son’s baseball game followed by an afternoon softball game for Whitney, our thirteen-year-old daughter, and then we went out for pizza as a family. Our weekends were always the same: sports, sports, and sports.
My brain was still on overdrive, even a day later.Should I just flat out ask my husband if he wants to go to a sex club?If he asked me why, what was I going to tell him? That I thought we could learn some new moves and spark up the bedroom? There was always porn, though some of that shit didn’t look enjoyable at all. Sex clubs, in general, weren’t a new concept, I just wasn’t sure if it was for Ward and me. It definitely intrigued me, and I wanted to go one time to see if it was what we needed.
I just didn’t know how to get Ward to go.
“What’s wrong?” Ward asked, and took a sip of his beer. I really needed to work on my facial expressions.
“Just thinking about a case,” I lied and took a long gulp of my wine. Once we got home from dinner, I planned to have an entire bottle and then somehow talk to my husband about Sensation.“Craziest thing happened at work yesterday. We were offered a chance to go to a sex club. You down?”I could picture Ward’s green eyes going wide, and him even choking on air at my question just like I had done when Peyton first told me about the club.
“Dad, did you see me strike five batters out?” Whitney questioned.
“Yeah, Whittie, I did. Told you that you could do it. Practice pays off.”
My brown eyes moved to Ward as he spoke. Maybe we needed practice in the bedroom. I’d heard once that a couple had sex for thirty days straight, and that it had done wonders for their marriage. That wasn’t possible for Ward and me since he worked twenty-four-hour shifts, but maybe we needed to make sure to have sex each night he was home, and not just once a week to stifle any need we had to get out of our system quickly.
Whitney grabbed her phone and then looked up at me. “Can I spend the night at Mickey’s?” Mickey, aka Michaela, was Whit’s best friend, and her spending the night would get one kid out of the house so I could talk to Ward and not have to worry about kids eavesdropping or interrupting us.
I looked at Ward, and he nodded that he was okay with it. “Sure,” I replied.
She beamed and returned to her phone, probably texting Mickey that she could stay the night.
“What about you, Champ?” Ward asked Jacob, who had just started Little League. “You got a couple of good hits in today.”
“Yeah,” he replied and took a bite of his pizza. “Since Whit is staying at Mickey’s, can I sleep over at Cole’s?”
Ward and I shared another look, and then he responded, “Of course.”
