Page 106 of Bulletproof
“Ecstasy?”
He waggled his eyebrows at me.
“I see.”
“Like you’ve never done it.”
“No, I know. Not here to judge.”
“Jaden did a lot of poppers.”
I wondered why. “So, I, um, thought you guys were staying with friends tonight.”
“Nope,” Hayes chimed in. “We went to the party, did what we wanted, but there was nobody there worth keeping, so we came back.”
I turned to Burke. “Could you translate that for me?”
He chuckled. “It was a breeding party, Jory. We all took off our clothes and fucked all night, and I, for one, am exhausted.”
“Nice,” I said, smiling. “Did we have safe sex?”
“Oh, of course,” he said dismissively. “It’s just, you know, lots of guys—some naked, some in bondage gear, whatever.”
“Huh.”
“They had a swing.”
“Which sounds fun,” I teased him.
“You’ve never been to one?”
“What? A swing?”
“Yes.”
“No. Not really my thing.”
“And what about a sex party?”
“Never been to one of those either.”
“Orgies not your thing?”
“It sounds so decline of the Roman Empire, am I right?”
He laughed. “Yes, it does.”
“So last season,” I teased him.
“Exactly.”
He was funny.
“But really, have you never been in a room with twenty or thirty naked men or been to a sex club or anything?”
“No.”
Burke looked over at Aaron. “How is that even possible? You love that scene.”
