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“Canyou take off the blindfold?”Ikept my voice complacent like a thoroughly satisfied lover.Inreality,Iwas itching to take off the blindfold.Theorgasm had subsided, and so had my interest in heightened senses.
“Nocan do.We’restill waiting for one more person,” she replied. “RememberwhatItold you about him.Heis a big deal and would rather maintain his anonymity.”
Isuppressed the urge to complain.Thegoal tonight was to be amicable, andIwouldn’t accomplish the objective ifIlet out my general surliness.
Sophiewas an acquaintance from college.Sherecently approached me about a fantasy of a threesome with me and an unnamed man, insisting on exercising discretion where his identity was concerned.Noexchanging names, no photography, and we used serial numbers when swapping health information, along with a blindfold for me throughout the night.
Ihated giving up control.Istifled my bubbling grouchiness because it was crucial to makeSophiehappy.Instead,Itried a lighthearted approach. “Howabout we turn off the lights, andIpromise not to peek?”
Sophielaughed. “Trustme.Thisis simpler than anNDA.Hedoesn’t want to involve lawyers for a one-night stand.It’seasier if you keep the blindfold on.”
Truthfully, a blindfold wasn’t the oddest requestI’dheard.Wewere acquainted with numerous celebrities, my stepfather included.NDAwas practically a party favor in this house, though she was right.Ablindfold was easier.
ToSophie’scredit, she didn’t strike me as someone with strong moral values, yet she had diligently protected her friend’s privacy.Notto mention, she waited until afterIwas eighteen to approach me about her salacious desires.Istarted college at fourteen.Noone else seemed to give a shit thatIwas four years younger than them.Hermoral compass and skilled tongue wereSophie’ssaving grace.However, she hid dark, gruesome secrets, andIneeded to know why.Itwas unlikely forSophieto change her deposition.Sofar, she spewed a carefully revised version of the truth crafted by her lawyers.Ihad to interrogateSophiewhile her defenses were down to unearth the reason behind her lies.Ifthe rumors were to be believed, she was vulnerable after sex, especially while consuming alcohol.
So,Ieagerly agreed to her proposition, unwilling to let this opportunity slide.Theonly nuisance in this threesome was the third person.Sophieneeded to let her guard down before he entered the picture.Idoubt she’d discuss a horrific, bloody murder in the presence of another.
Heatamplified the effects of alcohol.Naturally,Igrabbed a handle ofGreyGooseand suggested we go into the hot tub.Bythe third vodka shot,Sophie’sinhibitions fell away, and she dragged me to bed.Sheinsisted on the blindfold in case our mystery celebrity walked in at an inopportune moment.
Theunidentified male had yet to make an appearance, and time was of the essence.IfSophiedidn’t retract her deposition soon or ifIdidn’t at least understand her reasons, we’d lose our biggest client, and hundreds of people would be laid off.Perhapstwo more shots and one more round of sex would pave the way.
“Onemore shot while we wait?”Iasked casually.
Sophieplayfully bumped my shoulder. “Youdon’t have to get me drunk.Havingsex was my idea.”
Mypatience was running seriously thin. “Oh, come on,”Iprodded in a voice so syrupy evenIcringed. “I’llstay blindfolded, and you can feed me the shot.It’llbe…”Holdingback the rising bile at the next word,Ispat out, “Cute.”
Sophietrailed a finger down my chest. “Let’snot get sloppy before he gets here.”
Iinternally groaned. “He’slate.Whatbetter way to pass the time than with more drinks?”Shehad me blindfolded.Consideringhow muchIhated giving up control, the least she could do was get drunk and spill her guts.
IheardSophie’srelented sigh.JustasIsilently thankedSatan, the bedroom door creaked.
Ourmystery man had arrived, and he had terrible timing.
ChapterSix
DAMON
Thethumping musicvibrated almost half a mile away, and my car slowed onto the long driveway.Theparty was in full swing.
“Thisis a bad idea,” my cousinJaspermuttered from the back seat.
“Don’tlisten to him,”Cadenassured me. “Thisis the best idea you’ve had in years.”Consideringhow seldom my twin agreed with me,Isuspected he had an ulterior motive for tagging along.
“Morelike the stupidest idea he’s had in years,”Jasperretorted.
“Whyare we doing this again?”Xanderpiped in.HewasJasper’solder brother and the most rational of the three.
“BecausetheAmbanisare building a case againstDamon, or did you guys forget about the murder accusation?”Cadensnapped. “Whateverargument they plan on making,Poppywould’ve kept the notes on her laptop or somewhere in her room.Abig blowout is the perfect cover forDamonto get inside and go through her things.”
“Isthat a good idea?”Xanderasked mildly. “Ifthings go sideways,Damonwill look more guilty.”
“Itwon’t go sideways,”Cadeninsisted. “We’llbe on the lookout forPoppywhileDamonsearches her room.”
“Howare we supposed to recognize her with a mask on?”
“Lookfor the shortest woman at the party,”Cadenquipped.
