Melodie perched on the edge of a stool, slid the card across the table closer to Trudy, and tapped the invitation. "You gave yourself away not two seconds ago. I'm supposed to trust you, remember? I can't trust you if you're going to lie." She pointed at the last line of script. "It says here to RSVP by the ninth, so I can be sure to receive my 'vibrating panties' in time for the party."

At least Trudy had the decency to look guilty.

"Vibrating panties? What have you done? You better tell me the truth this time, Trudy.

Her friend slumped and sighed in resignation. "Well, you know Stephanie? About a year ago, she met this super great guy. He's some kind of engineer or something. Anyway, she met him at one of these parties. They hit it off right away and have been seeing each other pretty seriously ever since."

"Okay. So? What am I doing with an invitation? What do Stephanie and her man have to do with me?"

"The party is only held once a year. It's very exclusive and for singles only. You get a referral from someone who has been to one of the parties. Soon after, you get an application. If you pass their qualifications and check out okay, then you get an invitation. If you don't pass, you don't get invited."

Melodie narrowed her eyes and again drummed her fingers on the table. "I've never heard of this party, and I know I didn't fill out any application."

Trudy started to fidget in her seat and wring her hands. "You got a referral from Stephanie, and I filled out the application for you."

"I knew it!" Melodie shot off her chair. "I knew you had something to do with this. Why? Why did you do this? Why are you always doing this to me? What have I ever done to you? Vibrating panties, of all things. What kind of party is this?"

The curves were simply sensual, beautiful. Her hands caressed the hard body while they traveled over the smooth silken surface. Her heart fluttered, and tingles of excitement coursed through her veins.

Alaina had been to a number of these meet-ups and had always been disappointed. Sure, she saw some gorgeous specimens and she flirted a lot, but she knew what she was looking for and she wasn’t going to settle for anything less. But this time was different. She spied what she wanted almost immediately upon her arrival.

She knew the men watched her as she strode past them, past their Lamborghinis, their BMW’s, their Aston Martens, but they didn’t matter. She had found her jewel. Her ruby.

His deep voice flowed over her like a warm sensual bath. "It's called Ruby Red Metallic. The sunlight does make her stand out, doesn't it? You like Porsche?"

A faint breeze blew and picked up the scent of her soft floral perfume. She stepped a little closer to him, hoping he could smell the sexy fragrance and gave him her most alluring smile. "Like? No. I love them. They're my passion."

One of his brows arched up, and his eyes smoldered as they dipped to her cleavage for a moment before a smile slowly curved his lips and showed off his perfect teeth. "Really?" He held his hand out to her. "I'm Scott."

She placed her hand in his warm powerful one and took her time to give him a once over. She noted the large hands went along with big feet and a huge bulge in his pants. This was going to prove more interesting then she first expected. "I'm Alaina."

Scott bowed over her hand and pressed his lips to it. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Alaina."

The small gentleman-like gesture warmed Alaina, and she almost felt giddy. What is happening to me?