I shrugged and took a bite of orange chicken. “No invitations yet.”
“How do you know? You’ve been at your desk all day.”
“I’ve been checking the app.”
Chastity shook her head. “That’s not how invitations come. Clause 14. Wish invitations will be delivered via discreet black envelopes. Once an envelope is received, the Member will accept or decline the invitation via the app.”
“Do you have the entire contract memorized?”
She shrugged. “What? It seemed important.”
“Uh, guys,” said Madison. Her marker-beard hadn’t come off very well, so she was sporting what looked like five o’clock shadow. “I think this might be what you’re waiting for.” She pulled a black and gold envelope out of the takeout bag.
“Those sneaky little dildos,” said Chastity as she snatched it out of Madison’s hand.
We gathered around as Chastity opened it.
“Hey girl,” she read. “Get ready for a night out on the town. XOXO Frankie. P.S. Wear something that’s easy to take off.”
“Well that wasn’t really what I was hoping for.” I drowned my disappointment with a huge bite of eggroll. I just wanted to see Ryder again. Or Tanner. Or whatever name he was going by today. Why did they keep making me hang out with Frankie? At least she wasn’t actually in the FBI.
“Frankie was a woman, right?” asked Chastity.
I nodded.
“It seems like she’s into you.”
Madison shrugged. “Maybe you should give her a try.”
“Yeah,” agreed Chastity. “At least she wouldn’t cheat on you with an instamodel. Or her secretary.”
Madison shot her a look. “Why do you say that? Women are every bit as capable as men at harassing their secretaries.”
“Female secretaries?” asked Chastity. “Or male secretaries? Because if it’s male secretaries, then I’m all for it.” She bit her lip. “The things I’d love to do with a photocopier and a pair of handcuffs…”
“What do handcuffs have to do with a secretary fantasy?” I asked. “You know what, I don’t want to know.”I’m already rapey enough without Chastity’s crazy ideas.“I feel like we’re getting off-topic. We need to figure out what this date card means.” Because if it was a girl date, that wasn’t my cup of tea. I wanted a tall glass of Ryder.
Chastity smoothed her skirt and tried to regain her composure. “Right. I think the card is obvious. You and Frankie are definitely gonna go clubbing.”
“And get naked?”
“Maybe. Itisthe Society that we’re talking about. But no, I think the part about wearing something easy to take off is probably just because she’s gonna find you a hot man at the end of the night.”
“I don’t want justanyhot man. I want Ryder.” I pulled out my phone and opened the Society app. RSVP was now an option.How did they know I got the invitation?Chastity was right - they really were sneaky little dildos. I clicked RSVP:
Night Out
Thursday, April 18, 8:30 p.m.
11th and W 51st
New York, NY 10019
“Hey, that’s my address!” I said.
“Not much of a night out if it’s happening at your apartment,” scoffed Madison.
“It actually sounds perfect. Maybe they’re just going to deliver Ryder right to my front door.”Hopefully Homeless Rutherford doesn’t lick him before I get a chance to.
