thickened and she
couldn’t find her.
“Looking for your friend?” Rick asked.
“Yes.”
“I saw Bo take her upstairs. Let’s go find them.”
Once again, he took her hand and led her up the stairs,
though they had to wind their way through a crowd of people
using the stairs as a seating area. They didn’t seem to mind
though, in fact, made room for Rick and Ava to find their
footing until they made their way to the second floor.
Ava studied the hal way that branched out in two directions
and led to lots of doors—closed doors.
“Uh, maybe we shouldn’t be up here.”
Rick cocked his head to the side. “Why not?”
“I think people came up here to find some privacy.”
He grinned. “I’m sure they did. But you wanted to find your
friend, didn’t you?”
“Wel , yes, but if she and Bo want to be alone . . .”
He shrugged. “It’s just sex. They won’t mind being
disturbed. Let’s go.”
Just sex? He was joking, right?
Apparently not. He started down a hal way. Ava ran after him
and grabbed his arm before he turned a knob. “Are you
serious? Stop that.”
“What?”
“You can’t just barge in on people having sex.”
“Why not?”
“First. It’s rude. And second . . . oh my God. Do I have to
spel it out?”
He leaned against the wal and crossed his arms. “Sure. Go
ahead.”
“Do you real y want to watch people . . . you know.”
“Fucking?”
God. The way he said it. She flushed with heat al over. He
made it sound dirty. And exciting. And compel ing.
“Yes.”
“I guess if people don’t want to be bothered they’l lock the
door. Unless they forget. Most don’t real y care. Watch.”
She took a giant step back as he turned the knob and
opened a door that was, as he said, unlocked.
“Anyone in here having sex?”
“Get the fuck out of here!” came a sharp retort from the
darkened room.
Rick laughed and closed the door.
“See? They didn’t want guests.”
She shook her head. “I can’t believe you just did that.”
He ignored her, took a few steps down the hal , and opened
the next door. “What’s going on in here?”
There was heavy breathing. Then giggling, fol owed by a
male voice that said, “Fucking. Why, do you wanna watch?”
“Maybe. I’l get back to you.”
He closed the door and turned to her. Ava put her hand over
her mouth to smother her laugh. “You’re something.”
He waggled his brows. “You have no idea, honey.”
“You don’t mean to go into every room and do this.”
“Sure I do.”
This time she quickened her step and rushed to cover the
next door, putting her hand over the knob in the hopes she
could spare another couple some embarrassment. “Real y.
Stop.”
Undaunted, he leaned into her, and her breath caught when
he placed his hand over hers. She felt swal owed up,
cornered, and for some reason didn’t mind at al .
He turned the knob and pushed the door open, sending her
flying into the room with him.
“Anyone in here?”
No one replied.
“Hey, we’re in luck. Looks like we have this one to
ourselves.”
Before she could say a word, he’d closed the door behind
him. Ava heard the click of the lock.
“The smart ones lock the door to prevent assholes like me
from coming in.”
She was now locked in a dark bedroom with Rick. And yet
she wasn’t at al afraid. Intrigued, yes. Excited, definitely.
“Are you there?” he asked, his voice lowering.
“Yes.”
“Keep talking and I’l find you.”
She licked her lips. “What would you like me to talk about?”
He was drawing closer. She moved farther away, though it
wasn’t from fear. She bumped into something with her hip.
Dresser, maybe.
“I don’t know. Tel me what you’re thinking.”
“I’m thinking I’m locked in a bedroom with someone I don’t
know very wel .”
“Do you need to know me wel ?”
“I don’t know. Maybe.”
“What do you want to know about me, Ava?”
He was getting closer. She