AFTER JONATHAN DISMISSED the party guests, the women took Dee upstairs to a hardwood bedroom with gold walls and matching color scheme.
Candles sat on small platforms in each corner, omitting a seductive vanilla scent.
“What is this?” Butterflies bounced in Dee’s stomach.
“This is Asia’s room,” Emma said as the women gathered around the queen-size, canopy bed shielded by a white, lace curtain.
Dee turned to leave, but the women blocked the door.
“Please.” Another woman took her hand. “Don’t be afraid.”
“I’m not afraid.”
The woman turned Dee back around. “You’re curious like we all were the first time.”
“The first time...what?”
“The first time we all realized we belonged here,” the Asian woman said. “Nothing wrong with your feelings, Deidra. You belong here too.”
“No.” She tried t
