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“What?” Confusion muddled her pretty face. “What the hell are you talking about?”
A couple partygoers floated by, completely naked, nodding as if the were just passing us on the street.
“The four of us, actually—I’m including Chase and Gio—we share. We like to date the same woman.”
She wrinkled her nose. “Share? One woman? What? I don’t get it.”
“It started when we were in college. Gio and I always like the same girls, so we would date one if we found she that was into it. It worked out great. And over the years, Chase and Ash realized they liked the same women we did.”
She shook her head. “I don’t think I understand.”
“I get that. There’s a lot going on. I mean, here we are at a sex party.” I gestured toward a woman on her knees, servicing a very happy man.
She looked around the party. I’d thrown her off, and I felt a little bad about that. But anyone would be thrown off by a night like the one we were having.
“No pressure, Avril, about hosting Kink Lab, or anything else. But I do hope you’ll consider the gallery as a place to host.”
She looked down at her hands, so I hooked my finger under her chin to meet her gaze.
“It’s your party, beautiful. You decide whom to invite.”
Chapter 11
AVRIL
It’s my party, Sumner had told me.
He was right.
My fucker of a husband had dumped me for my whoring assistant. All our friends acted like I had the plague. My credit cards had been cut off, and I was going to be out of money pretty soon.
The only reason the limo driver was still coming around was that he felt sorry for me. And I knew that was going to end soon.
No time like the present to change things up.
“Yes,” I blurted, before I could change my mind.
Sumner tilted his head just the smallest amount, his dimples flashing, then disappearing again into the gorgeous planes of his face.
“Yes, what?” he asked.
“Yes, you can use the gallery. I mean, let’s try it once, and see how it goes.”
He nodded slowly. “Okay.
We’ll give it a shot. See what happens.”
I looked around the room at the beautiful people milling about. Some were dressed, some were naked. Some were having sex, and some were politely watching. The woman who’d answered the door earlier in the evening, wearing with the circus-type makeup, flitted by us. She was holding the hand of a man and woman and looked like she was on her way to someplace very important.
Well.
Hosting Kink Lab at my gallery might just work. The guests didn’t seem the types to get out of control, so I wouldn’t have to worry about my artwork. Of course, it didn’t hurt that there were several burly bouncers walking around, discouraging any sort of bad behavior into oblivion.
“I can see you’re tired,” Sumner said.
Busted.
I’d tried to stifle a yawn, but apparently wasn’t as sneaky as I’d thought.
