Page 26 of Secrets on Ice

“So, are you all single then?” Marlowe asks.

“Are you going to wing woman us?” Bouch asks.

“No, I have better things to do than that. But if it happens to pop up in a conversation, then I will look out for you.”

“Yes.” Bouch grins as Nelly nods along. “Knew I’d like you.”

Marlowe shakes her head but is smiling. You can’t help but smile when Bouch is around, even though he is as annoying as fuck.

“Bouch, are you really that hard up for women?” Sam asks.

“No, but I like to be careful. It’s hard to work out who has the right intentions sometimes,” he says, picking the label off his beer bottle.

“There are also puck bunnies, some are loud and proud, and others pretend they aren’t but are,” Nelly adds.

“How are you two making me feel sorry for you?” Marlowe chuckles.

“Because we’re lovable.” Bouch grins.

“You guys really have problems with women?” Nate asks.

“We can get them, but ulterior motives can be disguised. We’ve both been caught out. I mean, look at Pierre, prime example of his last wedding,” Bouch explains.

“That was a disaster.” Marlowe nods in agreement.

“Yeah, I’m glad he found Issy because that was messed up what happened to him, and he is Pierre St. Pierre, a legend,” Bouch says.

“He’s a fan girl,” I tease.

“He is my countryman, of course I will respect him,” Bouch states fiercely.

“Usually, I don’t do this in a group setting …” Nate starts, “And I guess I am breaking my rules a little, but I’m the boss. What I am about to say cannot leave this plane,” Nate says seriously. “I mean it.” He points to each of us.

“We know people,” Sam adds, and the fun, party guy has disappeared.

What the hell is going on?

“I think you’re scaring them, Nate.” Marlowe giggles.

“They need to know the gravity of what I am about to tell them,” Nate says. She nods and lets him carry on. “Have any of you heard of The Paradise Club?” he asks. We all look around at each other and shake our heads. “Good, that means people are following the rules.” He smirks. “Well, The Paradise Club is a members-only sex club.”

Wait, what did he say? The entire plane falls silent.

“It’s not just any sex club, it is the world’s most elite and private sex club. You have to be personally invited by me or someone in the club.”

“You would have no idea it’s a sex club, it is beyond anything you could possibly be thinking about right now. I’m also part-owner, so I’m being biased, but it honestly is the best place,” Sam tells us.

“Think of the most luxurious nightclub you have ever been to and times it by a million,” Marlowe adds.

I’m guessing she is a member. I mean, she’s friends with Nate so … wait … does that mean Harper is a member? Does Felix go there? Issy? Pierre? Emmett? I’m so confused.

“I created this place for the elite to go and have fun without the cameras, the groupies, or the gold diggers finding them,” Nate explains.

“We also opened up a private resort in the Caribbean,” Sam adds.

“Wait, you have a sex island?” Bouch asks.

Nate smiles. “You could call it that, yes.”