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“But why?” she asked, genuinely confused. She had no idea where this was coming from.
It did not help when they all stared at her, confused by her confusion. What the hell was she missing?
“Um, we’ve been basically ignoring you the past couple days,” Domi said.
“No, you haven’t,” Rae replied automatically.
“Okay, maybe not all day or anything, but in the evening, we go off with our men, and you’ve been left to fend for yourself,” Iris said, her voice and expression full of apology.
Oh.
Oh.
Rae was finally starting to get an inkling of where this talk was going, but she wasn’t sure how to derail it or what to do about it.
“We feel bad that we keep abandoning you without making sure you’re taken care of,” Domi said, reaching out to take Rae’s hand in hers. “Bachelorette parties are supposed to be about the bridal party spending time together, not about us spending time with our partners.”
“Yeah, but this isn’t a regular bachelorette party. It’s a Jack-and-Jill party.” Rae squeezed Domi’s fingers, giving her a bright smile. “We’re supposed to spend time with the guys. It’s been great. You don’t need to worry about me. I don’t want you to worry about me.”
“It’s not that we’re worried, exactly,” Avery chimed in again. “But we want to make sure that you’re taken care of, too.”
“Yeah, no woman left behind. Or without orgasm.” Iris giggled. “Basically, we’re going to make sure you get a hookup tonight before we all peel off.”
Well, shit.
“Seriously, you all, I’m totally fine.” She felt her cheeks clench around the plug as she forced herself to keep grinning at them. “I really don’t want this week to be about me. It’s supposed to be about Domi and about everyone enjoying themselves.”
“Which is why we’re trying to make sure you enjoy yourself, too,” Domi replied. “Because we’ve all been having fun at night… and…” Her voice trailed off.
Right. Shit. They all assumed she wasn’t having ‘fun’ at night because she wasn’t telling them about any raunchy hookups or anything. Because if she had hooked up with someone, she would have told at least one of them at some point.
Except she had hooked up with someone, and she hadn’t told any of them because she didn’t want them to know who she was hooking up with. Yet.
Mother fucker.
Talk about being caught in a trap. She should have realized they’d become curious about why she wasn’t having a hot vacation fling on sex island. She didn’t know why she hadn’t even considered the possibility. Maybe because she’d been too preoccupied with what was going on with Brian and her room to think about the inevitable outcome of keeping her friends in the dark.
Had she really thought they’d spend all week not paying attention to what she was doing with her nights? If she’d taken a moment to think about it, she would have known that was not how it was going to happen.
But she hadn’t been thinking. Clearly.
She cleared her throat.
“Who says I’m not having fun at night?” She gave them all a little wink. The expressions around the table ranged from delighted to shocked.
“Wait, with who?”
Thankfully, she had read so many romance books, it wasn’t hard to come up with a fun and plausible scenario. Granted, it was only plausible on kink island, but it still worked.
She shrugged one shoulder.
“Don’t know. He was wearing a mask, and we didn’t exchange names.” Which didn’t narrow things down for them at all. There were quite a few people wearing masks of varying sorts in the Dungeon and around the resort in the evenings. Even on an island fully devoted to the lifestyle, there were people who felt more comfortable covering their faces. “The whole point of a vacation hookup is to be mysterious, right? I don’t want to know who he is, and I don’t really want him to know much about me, either. Makes it easier to leave everything behind on the island in a couple days.”
“When did this happen?” Iris demanded to know, leaning forward and bracing her elbows on the table so she could prop her chin up on her hands. “Tell us everything!”
Well, crap.
At least she didn’t have to make up too much.
