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I toss my card down, and Carter runs over. He grabs my card, runs it, and I sign.
I rise and reach for Maeve. She stands, and I guide her out of the restaurant and into my car, where my driver is waiting.
He opens the door, and I motion for Maeve to get in. She does, and I slide next to her.
As soon as the engine starts, Maeve blurts out, "Have ya ever been to a sex club?"
I freeze.
She taunts, "Cat got your tongue?"
I carefully ask, "Why are ya asking me that?" I don't want her getting mad at me again like she did when I told her I don't know how many women I've slept with.
"Ya have, haven't ya?" she asserts.
I decide the truth is the only answer. "Aye, I have."
"How many times have ya been there?"
My chest tightens. I arch my eyebrows. "Why?"
She tilts her head, accusing, "Ya lost track, didn't ya?"
My heart beats faster. I just stare at her in silence.
Her eyes widen. She blurts out, "It's a daily activity for ya, isn't it?"
I grunt. "Daily thing? No, but there's business at the club."
Her eyes narrow. "Business?"
I nod. "Aye. All the crime families go to the club."
"Is that how it works in Ireland too, and I just don't know about it?" she asks.
"No, only New York. Everything is different here, love."
Love. Why the fuck did I just call her love? What is with me and that word? I reprimand myself again.
She studies me closer. "So ya have a membership?"
I shrug. "I guess ya can call it that."
"What did ya have to do to get it?"
I chuckle.
"What's so funny?"
I stop laughing. "Nothing. I'm an O'Connor. It's like I'm grandfathered in."
"They grandfather ya into a sex club so ya can go shag a bunch of women?" she asks.
"Aye," I state, but an uncomfortable feeling fills my chest.
She continues, "So ya like to have sex in front of other people?"
I grab her hand, pick it up, and kiss it. I declare, "You're asking a lot of questions. It seems like your truth is up."
