“I’m seeing a new guy,” Ava announces. “So far, the sex isn’t bad. I’d like him to maybe pull my hair a little more than he does, but I think he’s trainable.”
“Who is this guy, and why haven’t you told me about him?” Harper demands.
“We’ve all been a little busy,” Ava replies. “And it’s only been a few dates.”
“And sex,” I add.
“I mean, yeah. The sex, too. His name is Chad Kincaid.”
“He’s an attorney in Silver Springs,” I say, surprising everyone.
“How do you know him?” Ava asks.
“I hired him to help me with some stuff regarding my late husband. He’s handsome. Seems nice. Very professional.”
“You can say it,” Ava says. “He’s stuffy.”
I laugh. “Maybe a little, but you could do so much worse.”
“We’ll see. Now, let’s talk about all your sex lives.”
“My husband wouldnotbe okay with me discussing that,” Skyla replies with a giggle. “Although I might enjoy the punishment for it.”
“Nowwe’re talking,” Alex says, shimmying her shoulders. “What kind of punishment? Spanking? Edging? A little light knife play?”
“WHAT?” we all exclaim, making Alex double over in laughter.
“Come on, we all read the books.”
“If you tell me that you let those two mencut you,” Darby says, her voice tight and with no humorat all, and Alex swallows hard.
“No, sissy. It was just a joke. I swear, they’d never do that.”
Darby takes a deep, shaky breath. “If anyone ever cuts any of you, I’ll kill them myself.”
She downs the rest of her drink, then walks into the kitchen for a refill.
That’s definitely a hot button for my friend.
“Beckett enjoys some edging for sure.” Skyla changes the subject.
“Is that a Blackwell trait?” I ask, tilting my head to the side.
“You alldorealize that you’re talking about my brothers.” Billie wrinkles her nose. “Right? Mybrothers.”
“Does Connor edge you?” I ask, and this time, Skyla shifts in her chair.
“Oh,all the time.”
“Obviously not often enough.”
We all whip our heads over to where Connor’s leaning on the wall, his arms folded, listening unabashedly with a sexy-as-hell smirk on his face.
He looks like he should be on the cover ofGQ.
Wait. I think hehas beenon the cover ofGQ.
“This is a girls’ party,” Billie reminds her husband, who just pushes his glasses up his nose, then crosses over to her.
