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Tony loosely clasped his hands in front of him. He didn’t particularly relish having this conversation with Kelly but he’d rather be embarrassed and have some clue of what awaited him tonight than walk into Kink blind. “So people really get naked. All the way naked,” he added, not wanting any ambiguity.
“Some do.” She tugged on the end of her ponytail as she studied him. “Some don’t. There’s a whole section of the club that caters to people with tamer inclinations. Meaning they just come there to dance and drink. Others like things a little wilder.”
“Which are you?”
She smiled slyly. “Let’s just say I have other places to dance. When I go to Kink, I want something else.”
“And so does Spencer.” Again Tony tried to reconcile the man he knew—an awesome, fair-minded boss who tolerated no crap and seemed as if he’d been born in a suit and tie—as a regular patron of a sex club. Simply did not compute.
“Listen, Tony, I don’t mind answering your questions. But I don’t like answering for someone who’s not here. You know?”
“You can trust me. I won’t tell anyone. I promise.”
She narrowed her eyes. “You forget what happened a year ago? How you cracked jokes about me and my PDA at a company staff meeting?”
“That’s not what happened. Exactly.” He let out a breath, knowing it was closer to the truth than not. “A lot can change in a year, Kel. I’ve grown up.”
At least he’d learned his lesson eventually. No matter what, he’d never again make someone the butt of a joke, even a so-called harmless one.
“Yeah, a lot can change.” She cocked her head, studying him intently. “Now you’re store manager at the Nook and you and Marcia have gotten more serious.”
“Maybe I’m more serious but I’m not really sure she is,” he said quietly.
It wasn’t as hard admitting it aloud as he’d assumed it would be. For months, he’d noticed his feelings toward Marcia deepening, extending way beyond the fun and games their relationship had begun as a year and a half ago. She’d started sleeping over more often though neither of them talked about what that meant. Partly because he wasn’t sure what he wanted, other than more Marcia. He wasn’t a guy to put his feelings on the line until he knew what he planned to do about them.
If he was in love, that meant a commitment. Not marriage necessarily. She wouldn’t go for another fancy ceremony. But he’d expect more than just doing the bump and grind followed by talking over coffee in the morning.
In the meantime, he would reserve judgment until he ascertained exactly how he felt. Then he’d proceed with intention, either to get Marcia in his bed for good or to part as friends. Hell, tonight could end up being the tipping point for both of them.
“What do you mean?” Kelly asked, bringing him back to the conversation. “Marcia’s not ready to be serious?”
Maybe if he was brutally honest, Kelly would feel more relaxed being that way too. “I’m not sure. She’s gotten some wild hair about writing a sex advice book and I think I’m her test subject.” Until she found a better subject—or multiple better subjects—at Kink anyway.
Kelly choked out a laugh. “Why am I not surprised?”
“About not being sure she’s serious, the sex book or the test subject?”
“All of the above. You look at her like she’s a goddess, so your feelings aren’t a shock. As for the sex book—” She laughed again. “So that’s where the Kink thing came from? Does she want to include voyeurism clubs in her book?”
“I guess. We’re going tonight.” He hesitated and then shrugged. Might as well come clean. “I thought she was going to tell me she wanted a threesome with Cale.”
“Why?”
“They have this vibe between them.” He shrugged, remembering walking in on them sitting in front of Cale’s computer. The scene had been completely innocent but he hadn’t missed the look they’d exchanged. Nor had he overlooked the way his best friend had lifted his hand off Marcia’s leg as soon as Tony had appeared.
He trusted them both. They wouldn’t make a move toward each other behind his back. He knew that. But how much longer could he pretend he didn’t see the serious sparks they shot off every time they were near each other? And what if—what fucking if—those sparks didn’t die down even after they went for a threesome? What then?
“A vibe,” Kelly repeated, her eyes going wide. “You don’t think they’re sleeping together?”
“No. Absolutely not. Neither of them would ever hurt me like that.” He shook his head. “Instead of the threesome, she sprung the club on me.”
“You didn’t mind the ménage idea?”
“Not really. I mean, I’ve shared everything else with Cale. I think I could do it with Marcia too. At least for one night. That’s all it would be.” It would, dammit. “Besides, people do it all the time, right?”
“I must not hang out with the cool kids then. No one I know has ever had one. Or they haven’t admitted it.”
“Cale’s done it before. Plenty of times. He’s bragged about it enough I figured I was the last one who hadn’t.”
