Page 42 of Spin the Damn Bottle

Jason knocks once at the partition separating us from the driver.

"Sir?"

"Nadia was curious how you came to work for my spoiled ass, David."

He looked at me in the rearview mirror. "Mr. Alden senior was in a bit of a bind a while back. I got knifed in the knee protecting him, so I can't work security like I used to. I'm glad for the new assignment, though. Jason certainly has interesting car rides."

That's as close to talking about my little peep show as he's ever gotten. I blush furiously.

"Satisfied?" Jason's smug as ever.

"Not yet."

* * *

I didn't expect us to head to Midnight Elitesright then. After the night I've had, returning to my luxurious bed sounds like a great idea.

"We have school tomorrow," I point out when David stops at the entrance of the club.

"It's the last day before the winter break. Do you really think anyone's going to care if we're hungover?"

"No one would care year-round for you," I grumble. I doubt any teacher would ever dare to give him anything worse than a B minus, even if he submitted a blank paper.

Me, not so much.

"Come on, doll. Live a little." He winks and walks out of the car, one hundred percent certain I'll follow.

Smug ass.

I switch my ballerina flats for my heels again before following him. The moment we walk inside the dark, sensual hall, I forget all tiredness.

The music is as seductive as I remember, and I'm drawn to the packed dance floor like moth to a flame. It might be a weeknight, but that doesn't deter the center of well-dressed, beautiful young men and women here. Clearly, Midnight Elites isn't hurting for customers.

Jason joins me, and I grin as we sway to the rhythm of the drums. Damn, the man can move. We whirl together, his body so fucking perfect against mine, and his light touch over my red gown increasing my hunger for more.

"Drink?" His gaze dips to my painted lips. "You look rather thirsty."

I bob my head up and down at least three times. "I'm parched."

I'm not surprised he takes me up the flight of stairs instead of simply heading to the closest bar. He knows my thirst isn't the kind any liquid can quench.

The sound of the music is dimmer upstairs, and the lighting, slightly brighter. The decor has changed since the last time I was here, in November. Instead of dark leather upholstery, the booths are white and pink, and the neons are cool blue rather than warm yellows.

The design might have changed, but the vibe? Not so much. The most different thing in this room is me. Instead of averting my eyes, I look. I look everywhere. I watch strangers blow, jerk off, and fuck each other in every hole.

My time with Jason has made me a different person. Part of me realizes that if this thing between us ends, I'll likely struggle to fit into what used to be the norm to me. Our society considers sex the nastiest possible sin and hides it at all costs, hence why they're just fine showing violence, lies, and thievery to children only a few years old, but movies with so much as a mention of sexual awareness are banned for anyone under fifteen. Plus, that notion that monogamy is the only possible way a relationship should function is getting more and more bizarre to me. I'm with Jason, and no one else, but we both enjoy bringing a third party into our games, and I fail to see what's wrong with that. I'd hate tocheatupon agreed rules of engagement, but playing the game together is another story entirely.

I don't think I could be with a man who'd demand to be the only thing I see, the only person I'm allowed to act on my attraction with. Not when I’ve had a taste of the other side.

"This way." Jason takes my hand and leads me out of the main area, to a side room that’s closed but unlocked.

Inside, the room's set up like a smaller and comfortable lounge. The two large, deep green, velvet chesterfield sofas are pushed against opposite walls, and the coffee table was omitted to leave an open area at the center.

"Hey!" A silver-blonde beauty with the most adorable polka dot sundress grins up at Jason.

I stare in disbelief, because that's most definitely Sarah Dee Frank, the Sweet Farm of Mine child actress who moved on to become America's sweetheart, taking on role after role where she's basically playing the same adorable, innocent ingenue who get rescued by a hot dude.

"Sarah Dee."