Carter
Instead of answering Evie, we lead her from our table to Room Three. I’m sure people are looking at her in her dress, which glows white under the black lights that are the theme this evening. I know I can’t take my eyes off of her.
We reach Room Three. The curtains are pulled shut. We’ll open them if Evie wants, but she might prefer to keep our first time together at Low Vice private.
I open the door and Leonard ushers Evie inside. She takes a long, slow look around.
All of the rooms have a padded bench in front of the window. Any action on that bench is framed perfectly to people who might be watching beyond the room. The rooms used to all have beds, but some of the beds have been moved out to make room for other furniture.
For example, a s*x swing.
After all, if we wanted to
