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“Touch it.”
She does and the screen transforms to a black screen with a red mask on the screen that seems to glow. She presses the mask again and it brings up a form where you enter your full name, date of birth, home and email address.
“That’s it?”
“That’s it. That’s the initial process. If you get past this, then you’ll be asked to provide your social security number to do a thorough background check. If you agree to that and everything checks out, then you’ll answer questions about your fantasies and things you like or want to explore at Fantasy Gardens.”
“And after that?”
“You wait. If Fantasy Gardens is hosting an event or theme that correlates to your fantasy list, then you’ll get an invitation.”
“Wow. That’s a lot. It’s impressive. I can’t believe this has stayed a secret.”
“The best unkept secret in central Texas. Patrons have to sign a lot of paperwork saying they’ll keep quiet about what goes on there. For the most part, that’s what people want. They don’t necessarily want their fantasies made public knowledge. Fantasy Gardens ensures their patron’s privacy too unless it becomes a criminal issue.”
“This is insane.” Fascination laces her voice. “I wonder if Cara knows about this place.”
“She might have heard of it but doesn’t know about the fantasy aspect. The place holds a few masquerade balls every year. It’s a very coveted invitation.”
“And how do you get invited to that?”
“Owner’s discretion.”
“And who is the owner?”
I give her a half smile. “Sorry, wildcat. I get paid the big bucks to keep that information to myself.”
“Well, I have to say, this has been more exciting than the scene I was reading.”
I raise my brows at that. “If I recall, that scene was quite exciting.”
She makes a humming sound and picks up her drink, wrapping her lips around the straw. I don’t think she’s being purposely seductive, yet she is. She’s gazing out over the view, looking beautiful and contemplative. I want to take a picture of her like this. Unaware of her surroundings and simply lost in thought.
Normally, I wouldn’t think twice about taking a picture of something that catches my eye, but taking a picture of her, it feels too much like a confession. If she catches me, she’ll know how much she captivates me.
And just when I’ve talked myself out of it, I aim my phone at her and snap a picture. She looks at me, an unasked question in her intoxicating eyes.
“I’ll text it to you. Maybe you can use it for your post,” I say though I have no plans of sending it.
“Oh. Thanks.”
She looks back to the view. “Speaking of pictures. There’s one last shot I want, and the sun is in the perfect spot.”
I look out to the setting sun. It’s large and orange and probably about a half hour from being fully set. There aren’t any clouds so the sky is purely blue and orange.
“What’s your idea?”
“We’re getting in the pool. I want a sexy silhouette picture.”
Sexy. Of course. Have any of the pictures we’ve taken today not been sexy? But in the pool, she’ll be all wet and slippery – and tempting.
She instructs me into the pool and adjusts the tripod to get us in the right spot. She tells me which direction to face, and that she’ll come in and face me. She doesn’t say anything else about how exactly we’ll pose or what we’ll be doing for the shot. Once the camera is in proper position, she sets it so it’ll take multiple shots.
“Ready? I have ten seconds to get to you before it starts taking pictures.”
“Ready.”
She slinks into the pool then hits the button on the phone. She gets to me fast, plastering her chest to mine before wrapping her legs around my waist. I grasp her ass, pulling her into me, on instinct. We lock gazes and I realize this afternoon has all been a set up for this moment. This is where Autumn gets her payback.
