My heart hurts, but I force myself to stay in the game. I ask, "Avery, have you ever fucked Bobby?"
She wrinkles her nose and rolls her eyes. "Yep."
"You don't like it though?" I question.
"It's Bobby," she claims.
"Jesus. What the fuck are both of your problems?" he accuses. Then he turns to Lilly, asking, "I'm a good lay, aren't I? Tell them."
Lilly smiles at him and shrugs. "I don't know, Bobby. It's been a while."
"Please. Like you don't remember."
"Do I?" she questions, putting her finger on her cheek and tilting her head.
Avery erupts in giggles.
I continue, "So you'd rather have sex with Lilly?"
Avery looks at Lilly and then back at me. "She's a fantastic fuck. But you know you're the one I want, Ivy."
Ten years ago, I always fought Avery's attempts to seduce me. She tried anything she could to coax me into sleeping with her. The perfume she wore intoxicated me. I always assumed I was tempted because of her confidence and personality, but now I know she just knew how to play me.
Tonight, she smells like Seducing Ivy perfume. The only thing intoxicating about her is from all the alcohol she's consumed.
Avery Carrington is no longer attractive.
I let that thought sit for a moment, shocked that the impossible has happened.
Maybe I know too much, but she no longer has a spell over me. And I wonder how that's possible when I'm a sex addict due to Trance.
They drugged me.
It's okay. I survived.
It's not.
I'll live. It was a long time ago.
I wouldn't be like this if it weren't for them.
Keep it together. Now's not the time to get emotional.
Time to make her pay.
I go on a hunch, remembering some of the comments she made in the past. So I ask, "Do you like anal sex, Avery?"
She shrugs.
"No?"
"It's okay. I guess I'm more into..." Her eyes dart down my body. She breathlessly confesses, "Pussy."
The throbbing I used to feel when she'd look at me like that returns, and I realize I'm not immune to her and her charm.
"Fuck off, Avery," Dax snarls.
"I love anal sex," Lilly volunteers.