The Escort: Episode One: A Dark Romantic Suspense Trilogy by C. Firecox & Sin Cave Publishing

Author:C. Firecox & Sin Cave Publishing [Firecox, C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sin Cave Publishing
Published: 2021-01-07T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

We walked down the street in companionable silence, past busy restaurants and shuttered shop windows. I hadn’t a clue where Mav was taking me. Not that it mattered. He’d paid for the whole night. Where we went and what we did was, within reason, up to him.

He drew to a halt outside an innocuous navy-blue door. He held up what looked like a membership card to a four-inch square screen, and the door opened. He gestured for me to enter first. I did, finding myself in a brightly decorated lobby with an Italian marble floor, expensive art on the walls, and a single desk in light oak. An elegantly dressed woman wearing designer glasses that made her eyes appear huge behind the lenses greeted us with a friendly smile.

“Welcome. May I see your membership card, please?”

Mav stepped forward and handed her the same card he’d used to open the door. The woman scrutinized it, then inserted it into the side of a tablet. Satisfied, she handed the tablet to Mav.

“If you wouldn’t mind signing in, Mr. James.”

Using his fingertip, he scribbled his name.

“Thank you.” She tapped on the screen. “The show begins in thirty minutes.”

Show? What show? Has he brought me to a theater?

This night seemed to get odder and odder as more time passed. Then again, if he wanted to pay me the kind of fee that he’d parted with to sit beside me and watch a show, who was I to argue?

Liar. If that were true, I wouldn’t feel disappointed at the idea of not having sex with this man standing beside me.

Mav gestured for me to follow him. He called for the elevator and ushered me inside. Instead of traveling upward, though, the elevator went down.

I frowned. “What is this place?”

Mav grinned and winked but didn’t explain. Ten seconds later, the doors smoothly opened. Soft music greeted me, and as we walked farther into the room, it opened out into a classy bar that had tables, chairs, and comfy sofas dotted about. The place was packed, but Mav managed to find a love seat tucked into the corner right next to a log-burning stove. We sat down, and within ten seconds, a man arrived to take our drink order. Sticking with my rules, I ordered a soda water with ice and lime, whereas Mav asked for a scotch.

“What is this place?” I repeated when the server left us alone to fetch our drinks.

Mav gave me an enigmatic smile. “It’s a private members’ club that I use occasionally.”

I glanced around, taking in the customers. Some were casually sipping drinks and chatting, others getting a little cozy. But the air zinged with sexual tension. I’d been to enough of Frank’s auctions to smell the testosterone filling the air.

“What kind of a club?” I asked the question, although I already knew the answer.

A sex club.

Mav captured my hand and lifted it to his mouth. He swirled the tip of his tongue around the end of my forefinger, then sucked it into his mouth.

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