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“Unfortunately, no.”
Enzo straightens his already perfect tie. “Maybe I can help with that.”
“What do you mean?”
“There’s a very private, extremely discrete event happening tonight. It would be the perfect place to pick up a woman for the evening. No strings attached.”
“What event?” I ask.
“A private party of sorts,” he answers, suddenly getting cagey.
I tilt my head, curious as hell. “Okaaay. Why aren’t you going to this party if it’s so great?”
“I have some more work to do and probably won’t leave the office until late.”
Damn, Enzo was a workaholic to the extreme. If anyone around here needed a vacation, it was him.
“But, if you’re interested, I can give you my invite. Because you can’t get in without one.”
That last comment really piques my interest. “Is this some kind of illegal, underground?—”
“No, nothing like that,” he interrupts, and the elevator door glides open. We step out and he stops up short. “Well, I mean, not everything is exactly above board. But it’s just all for entertainment purposes, right?” He shrugs a shoulder and starts walking again.
“What do you mean?”
We start walking through the lobby and now I’m downright perplexed. What is this mysterious event?
“Truthfully? I’ve been invited to this same party for the past three years and haven’t ever gone. My time is precious and I rarely attend parties that don’t involve shop talk and networking. But, I have heard rumors.”
“What kind of rumors?”
“Just the usual,” he answers evasively and motions for me to step through the revolving door first. Pushing through, I wait for him to come out on the other side and, as he does, he reaches into his inside jacket pocket and pulls out a simple white envelope. “Here.”
I take the formal envelope and turn it over, checking out the waxed seal imprinted with a lamb. What the hell? “You’ve never gone?”
“Nope. But, I hope you do. Go and have a few drinks. Enjoy yourself and let loose a little. Pick up a beautiful woman and fuck her senseless. Then by the time Monday morning rolls around, your head will be clear and in the game, and you won’t be all mopey because you haven’t had sex in the past year.”
“That’s not true!” My brow creases as it occurs to me Enzo is right. Holy fuck. It has been a whole year. Actually, more like one year and three months.
“C’mon, Vin, we all know you rarely let the little guy out to play.” I glare at Enzo and he tosses his head back and laughs. His gaze drops to my crotch. “He’s suffocating in there.”
“Fuck you.”
Enzo slaps a hand on my shoulder. “Go to the party tonight and have fun. The little guy and I are begging you.”
Shrugging his hand away, I look down at the tempting invitation in my hand and say, “He’s bigger than yours, bro.”
And Enzo laughs even louder. “Yeah, right.”
I keep looking at the strange seal. “What’s up with the lamb? Kind of weird, don’t you think?”
But Enzo only shrugs. “No clue.”
I know that lambs represent innocence and purity. Seems a little odd that they’d stamp their invitations with the animal.
“I have heard some people refer to it as the White Auction, though. Whatever the hell that means,” he offers.
Again, another symbol of purity.
