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“I’m going to throw this stuff in a locker,” Carmen announced on her pivot toward the ladies’ locker room.
Paige had about two seconds to get her shit together before another figure appeared at the counter with scandal emblazoned on her ruby-red lips.
“Was thatCarmen Coyote?” Jocie hissed across the counter. “The erotic film star?”
Paige played it cool as if she would not be acting the same way as Jocie upon such a humbling sight. “Says the woman who brings in some of the biggest athletes in Los Angeles.”
“In another life, I am totally a smut peddler.”
“I don’t doubt it.”
Jocie rapped her nails on the counter. “Rhea has no idea what she’s missing out on here, does she?”
“She’s far from the first adult film star we’ve had training in this gym.”
“Oh, I bet, but how often do you see the winner of last year’s Golden Scissors?”
“Golden…Scissors?”
“It’s the big adult film star award for best lesbian sex scene. Duh, Paige.”
“Forgive me. I had forgotten how important that is to queer kind.”
Jocie rolled her eyes as if she couldnotwith her friend’s wife right now. “If you haven’t seen some of her work, you should. Top-tier shit. I feel like I’m sharing space with a goddess.”
“You watch a lot of porn, do you, Jocie?”
“Sometimes your girlfriends are in amood.”
“I can’t say I think it a good idea to watch myclient’swork.”
“You’re right. I’ll have to watch it for you.” With a flirtatious wink and a sweet swivel of her heel, Jocelyn Greer sashayed into the main room of the gym, where she was the only person to strut through in stilettos and a designer blazer.
The last thing I should be watching is my client’s adult film videos.Even if Carmen had won the “Golden Scissors,” which was the mostawfultitle Paige had ever heard in her life. I’d rather not have my sexuality reduced to a stereotypical sex position few people actually engage in.Said the woman who had foolishly attempted “scissoring” more than once during her college years. The sheer amount of core strength it required…
Honestly, she’d rather go in blazing with a strap-on. It was a more efficient workout, if that was what she cared about.
She hated what Jocie had done to her head, though. Paige was going to blame her. It must have been why she couldn’t stop checking Carmen out while they did yoga together in a private room covered in nothing but mats and stretching aids. Carmen kept the conversation professional, but Pandora’s box had been opened. Every time she stretched up, Paige saw the curvaceous line of a woman who used her body to get paid. And every time she stretched her legs across the mat?
Paige didn’t want to admit what she thought. It wasn’t good. Definitely not professional.
I think I’m getting horny. God damnit.Where was Rhea when she needed her wife? This was the perfect time for a mid-afternoon romp! It was even spontaneous!
Instead, Paige was stuck at work. She knew that as soon as she went home that evening, the moment would be gone, and she’d be stuck in her rut again.
I can’t believe I’m doing this, but…
Once Carmen was gone, Paige tracked down Jocie, who was getting ready to leave too.
“Can I talk to you for a minute?” Paige asked with a lowered voice. “It’s personal.”
“Hm?” Jocie nodded to her client, who announced he’d wait for her by her car. “Sure. I can give you a minute of personal time. What is it?”
“Are you… planning on going to Hellfire anytime soon? Like with Loren?”
“Hellfire? WithLoren?” Jocie shook her head. “We’ve banned her from going for a while. She always gets so sloshed that she starts making out with women whoaren’ther girlfriends, and it’s a problem. A sexy problem, but still aproblem.”
“Uh, all right…”
