Page 20 of By Invitation Only

Needing to tell Ava the job was done, I walked up and tapped her on the shoulder. “Sorry to interrupt,” I said. “It’s done.”

She broke her lips from Michael’s and her eyes widened as she looked up at me. “It is?”

“Yeah,” I replied, looking around for a clock. I needed to remember what time it was so I could put it on the Proof of Service I was filing on Monday.

“Peyton.” My attention turned when I heard my name. It was Jason. “You’re back,” he continued.

I nodded. “I am and you’re—”

“Passing the time until you returned.” He smiled.

I swallowed—hard. “Really?”

“Really. It’s not every day a pure fox like you comes to Sensation.”

“Pure fox?” I asked.

“He means virgin,” Ava cut in.

“I’m… I’m not a virgin.” I laughed awkwardly.

“You’re a sex club virgin,” Jason countered and stood.

“Well, yeah,” I confirmed, and bit my lip.

“And I want to show you the ropes.”

I was going to faint for sure this time. Or drop dead. Yes, I was going to drop dead in front of my celebrity crush because I was that much of a spaz. I turned my eyes to Ava. Why? I had no idea. I was a big girl, and I was used to being around celebrities, but I’d seen every movie and TV show Jason had been in, and I owned them all on DVD.

Ava nodded her head as if telling me it was okay and I should go for it.

“What did you have in mind?” I asked as I turned back to Jason.

His eyes looked behind me, and before I could turn to see what or who he was looking at, a warm body pressed against my back. I instantly knew who it belonged to because his scent of sandalwood and musk swarmed around me.

“Now that you’ve fucked Trent, how about we talk about me?”