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“Sounds like you know them well, Jas. Does that mean you are one?” Leo teases.
I flip him off.
Even though he’s not far off the mark.
It’s beyond bizarre. Three guys get together for poker night and end up obligated to keep a woman out of the clutches of all the creeps out there, while we bring her closer to her goal of experiencing an orgasm.
A woman who also happens to be my best friend’s sisterandmy roommate, who works in the same building as us, for the same parent company.
I did not see this coming. But I’d like to see Ava coming.
Just sayin’.
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7
AVA
“What are you gonna do?”
If only I could answer that question. But I am in utter crisis, my mind a whirling pandemonium of the ways my reputation and career might be ruined in a moment, not unlike Danny’s was for trying to pass off Martha Stewart recipes as his own.
Here I am atGlisten, day after day penning racy columns on pleasures of the flesh, and yet I can’t rustle up my own. I’m like a starving chef in a world-class kitchen, unable to boil water.
So. Freaking. Lame.
In my panic, I have to admit there’s only one person I can truly lean on. Who else is there in my life who not only knows my deepest, darkest secrets but also has the decency not to think I am a deranged loser?
My work bestie Cami, in all the time I’ve known her, has a knack for handling the curveballs life throws at us, of course with her own peculiar flair. I need that Cami magic, stat.
“So, remember the time you went to cover fashion week, and you ended up wearing the same outfit as that disgraced former designer who ripped off her models?” I ask.
Cami blanches, the freckles practically jumping off her face, as I remind her of her worst career fiasco—which she also handled like a champ.
“Um, yeah? The one where I had to run around and make sure I got my story while not being photographed, a nearly impossible task when there are more cameras than humans around?”
“Yes! That one. So, you’re good at getting out of tough situations. Tell me what to do,” I beg.
Cami presses her lips together and looks into the distance, clearly running a variety of options through her thoughts before landing on the perfect one for me. While she does, I slouch—more like cower—into the embrace of my office chair after peeking around to make sure no one can hear our quiet conversation.
We are on a mission where failure is not an option. Except, at this very moment, it seems the likely outcome.
And if it is the outcome, I will have to move back home, tail between my legs, big-city girl put in her place by trying to trick the world into thinking I was some sort of ‘sexpert’ with the qualifications to advise other women on their most intimate concerns.
I can see it now.
‘Did you hear? Ava Sterling is back in town. Turns out she didn’t know jack about all that sex stuff she was writing.’
‘I heard. In fact, did you know she’s never even had an orgasm?’
“Hey!” Cami says, snapping her fingers in front of my face. “Earth to Ava.”
“Oh. Oh, sorry. Yeah, I’m listening,” I say.
With one butt cheek propped on my desk like always, Cami’s hands are on her hips like she’s made a decision.
I just hope it’s about my situation.
