The Gallery (Contemporary Reverse Harem 4)

By the time I got to Avril’s, I’d forgotten my irritation over seeing the good senator on TV. I’d managed to push it out of my mind, preferring to think of my mother having fun in Italy and how much I was looking forward to seeing my lovely girl.

I rang the bell to the place where Kink Lab had been held just a couple nights before. In the daylight, the heavy front door looked so innocent and utilitarian. But after dark, it promised sensual adventures of all kinds. Blu had done a good job recruiting Avril, or should I say, her gallery?

“Hey, gorgeous,” I said, pulling her to me by the waist.

She felt slim and firm, and her silky black hair tickled the arm I’d hooked around her.

“Mmmm,” she said after a sexy-as-hell kiss. She leaned back to meet my gaze. “Hey, are you okay?”

“Yeah, just saw my father on TV. An ugly reminder. He bailed on me and my mom a long time ago.”

“I’d heard you were a senator’s son. Now I know why you don’t talk about it. I’m sorry.”

I burrowed my nose into her hair, which smelled clean and spicy, like the fancy shampoo they used where I got my hair cut. I could get used to that soothing scent.

“I was wondering if you’d like to have dinner here?” she asked.

“Here? In the studio?”

“Yeah. I could get something delivered. I’ve got adult beverages.”

She looked so excited at the prospect of “staying in,” that I couldn’t say no. And I was a big fan of the gallery—for obvious reasons—anyway.

“Let’s get some wine,” she said, taking my hand and leading me to a little seating area in the corner of the large space.

I looked around the gallery in wonderment. “Sure looks different from the other night, doesn’t it?” I asked.

“Totally. It was so amazing how your workers set the place up and broke it down so quickly. Just a couple hours after the last guest left, you’d never know a thing had gone on here. Like the party disappeared without a trace.” She shrugged at the mystery.

“I didn’t see you much that night,” I teased.

And wouldn’t you know, she blushed. I liked that.

“Well…that’s true…” she stumbled.

I took a sip of the delicious wine she’d poured and settled back on the sofa.

“Sweetie, I’m just teasing you. I know you were playing with Gio, and I think that’s great. I fully support it.”

And it was true. I loved that they’d gotten together. And that she’d been with Ash the night before, and Chase several days before.

Or something like that. I couldn’t keep track. She probably couldn’t, either.

She opened her mouth to say something, but stopped, like she didn’t know what the hell to say.

“Hey,” I said, reaching for her hand. “It’s okay. The four of us guys are all about this shit. You know that.”

She took a deep breath, and her shoulders relaxed. Setting her wine glass on the table in front of us, she scooted closer. With her fingers running through my hair, she brought her lips to mine. Her mouth was soft and open, ready for me like a ripe peach.

She pulled back and looked at me with a sly smile.

“I’m not starving. Can you wait a while before we eat?”

Actually, I was starving. But I was more hungry for her. Hell, I’d wait a thousand years if it meant I could kiss her.

“Nope, I’m good. I don’t need anything.”

Thinking with the little head, as the guys called it. But hey, we all did that from time to time.