Chapter 37

Chapter 37

Brooklyn

Jayde is not going to take no for an answer.

I stand up with her and swallow my last sip of wine. Then, I follow her back into the house.

Help me be the best lover anyone has ever known? How on earth is she going to do that?

And will all her expertise just be wasted on me in the end?

Jayde bustles through the house and I trail behind, following her to a door in the kitchen that I hadn't noticed before. She opens it and heads quickly downstairs.

The air is noticeably cooler down here, and we pass a series of metal doors. I slow my pace the farther we go, starting to feel anxious.

"What is this place?"

"It's just down here," Jayde says, not answering my question and opening the last door on the left.

At this point, I'm not sure what to expect when I walk inside, but I definitely don't expect a little study with a worn rug on the ground beneath a fine leather recliner.

There's a coffee table next to it and a large television. The walls are covered in media-old VHS tapes, magazines, books, photo albums stacked along the walls.

says, "but I organized it a while ago. I thought it would be better to set it up like this instead of just having everything just in

I murmur, my gaze trailing over

at the far wall. "But this..." She leads me over to a corner with stacks of magazines and VHS tapes. "This is what I wanted

picks up a stack of magazines and plops them in my hand. I gasp out loud when I realize they're all Playboys! Naked women adorn the pages, their bodies in inviting, suggestive poses, their eyes

only laughs. "You see what I mean, baby Brooklyn?" She adds another bunch to the stack in my hand.

uptight. All of this is new to

Until Aden.

eyebrow at me. "I thought if you came down here, explored a little, maybe you'd get some...inspiration. For

I say,

she says, taking me by the shoulders and settling me into the leather chair. "Listen, I'm going to

continues, gesturing towards the corner where she found the magazines, "if movies are more your thing. Stay for as long as you want-nobody is going to

room, staring at the stack of nudie magazines in my lap. What the hell am I doing here? This is so not my

do. Besides, if Aden is the only one that can

on

super old, definitely before Aden's time and wonder who

stack of movies, laughing a little at the

Co-Eds and their Punishing

Street Skanks in 3D.

the hell

the tapes are unlabeled in black plastic boxes. Curious, I reach up and take one

any writing on it, either. Maybe

to the start. Then I sit back in the chair and press play on the

a pretty room with two windows behind it. Frowning, I lean forward. Those windows look a lot like the ones in

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