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one gender. I scowled. He was bringing in hookers for his clients.
     
    I started to pull my hand away, but he tightened his fingers around mine.
     
    “Dancers, Carrie.” The look on his face said that he knew exactly what I’d been thinking. “Exotic dancers. Strippers, if you like that word better, but all they do is dance. They’re paid for the event, not by the men, and it’s all high-class stuff.” He paused, then added, “Though in the spirit of total honesty, as I’ve promised, if any of them decide to accept a man’s offer to go upstairs, I won’t stop them. Consenting adults, and all. I’m not their parent.”
     
    I wasn’t sure how I felt about that aspect of the business, but I didn’t say anything. I followed along in silence, smiling and nodding as Gavin showed me all of the intricate details of the club. It was really quite beautiful and, after a few minutes, it pushed thoughts of members’ night to the back of my mind.
     

Chapter 7
     

     
    “So, I heard that you were having trouble getting the information you needed about some of the women in Howard’s life.”
     
    I looked up at him, startled. He appeared to be faintly amused by my reaction and, when I thought about it, I supposed it should have been obvious. It did seem to be part of his job to know everything to do with Howard.
     
    “Let me show you my office.”
     
    I thought the change in subject seemed a bit abrupt, but I didn’t say anything about it. Obviously, he had something on his mind and I had an idea that it’d be better to just let it play out rather than try to figure it out on my own.
     
    As we stepped onto the elevator, my heart gave a little skip and I rubbed my palms on my skirt. The last time I’d been in this elevator, Gavin’s hands had been on me the moment the doors had closed. I watched the door panels slide into place and kept staring straight ahead as we rode up. I wanted to look over at Gavin, to see if he was remembering that night too, but I was afraid that if I did, either I’d see he was staring at me with lust in his eyes or, worse, was completely unaffected. The first would be bad because I didn’t have much self-control when it came to the man standing next to me. None, actually. The second would be bad because it would mean that our encounter wasn’t enough to spark the memories. So, I stayed a chicken and kept looking directly in front of me.
     
    The elevator dinged and the doors opened. Gavin stepped out first and I followed. We walked side-by-side, not joining hands again. I knew why I didn’t reach for him, and I hoped he had the same reasoning for not doing the same. One touch and I wasn’t sure what I’d do. We stopped in front of one of the doors marked for employees only, but my gaze kept traveling down to the door at the end of the hall. The door that lead to the room for members only.
     
    The door looked innocuous enough, but I knew what was behind it. The memories of everything Gavin and I had done that night in that room came rushing into my mind. How we’d laughed at the vibrating bed. The first time I’d seen him naked. The expression on his face when he’d seen me...
     
    “Carrie?”
     
    Gavin’s voice brought me back and I realized that he’d opened the office door and was waiting for me to go through.
     
    “Sorry,” I said, heat rising to my cheeks.
     
    “It’s okay.” He lowered his voice as I stepped past. “I think about that night every time I see the door too. Makes coming to my office... hard.”
     
    I shivered, the double meaning not lost on me. Now I was wondering if that was why he’d brought me here. Did he want us to have sex in his office? Maybe some sort of role-play thing? Immediately, the images popped into my head, one after the other.
     
    Gavin as the boss, me on my knees, working hard for a good review.
     
    Him bending me over his desk.
     
    Me riding him in his chair.
     
    Desire unfurled low inside me. It was just a tendril of