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Domi didn’t need to know either of those things.
Their table inside was already set up with menus, and the hostess led them straight to it, a beaming smile on her face. There was nothing about the restaurant décor that hinted at it being a kink resort, but when Rae looked around at the other diners, there were signs.
The foursome at the bar, where the men were sitting and the women gracefully kneeling at their feet, was one sign. As Rae watched, one of them reached down to feed his partner a tidbit of something.
The couple in the corner looked like a regular, cuddling couple… other than the fact the man was wearing a leather harness and collar in lieu of a shirt.
Not all the diners were exhibiting their kink, but enough were to make it clear this wasn’t a regular beach resort.
Seating herself next to Domi, a frisson of awareness spread through Rae as the seat next to her was pulled out. Only one man made her react like that. It felt like the universe was mocking her as Brian sat next to her, and all the little hairs on the back of her arm stood up.
Really? He couldn’t find a different seat?
But no, she realized, everyone was already sitting down around them, no one noticing that the only seat left open for Brian was the one next to her. Because why should they be thinking about that?
Gritting her teeth, Rae smiled at him as he sat down, ignoring the way her pulse suddenly sped up and the area between her legs suddenly tingled as his arm brushed against hers. There was no way she was going to say anything. It was literally the first meal of the trip. Domi was relaxed and enjoying herself, and asking him to move would make it clear that she was bothered by his presence.
The best thing to do was to show she wasn’t bothered at all, which would also be best for making sure Domi didn’t worry about her.
She smiled sweetly at Brian, pretending her entire body hadn’t just come alive in a way that it hadn’t been before.
“Settled into your villa, okay?” she asked.
He looked at her, his hazel eyes bemused.
“Yes, you?”
“Yup. Everything’s great.”
“Great.”
That was about all the small talk with him she could muster for now, so she turned her attention to the menu, thankful for the distraction.
2
Brian
Sitting next to Rae was pure torture.
Note to self: move faster next time so I can choose my own damn seat.
It felt like the universe was shoving them together as the only two single people. Thankfully, no one else seemed to notice or think anything of it, but he was hyperaware of her beside him… and it was nearly impossible not to peek down the low-cut front of her dress to see the curve of her breast. He couldn’t look at her without seeing it unless he kept his gaze trained strictly above neck level. Which was hard to do when her dress’ neckline was so enticing.
Get it together, asshole.
Thankfully, there was plenty of group conversation to help distract him from the tempting beauty on his left—talking over the options for ordering, the server coming by to tell them the specials and take drink orders. Then, of course, once they had all their orders in, the conversation turned to talk of the week.
Brian leaned back, resisting the urge to put his arm along the back of Rae’s chair. If she’d been any other woman, he would have. But he couldn’t. It felt too… close. Zach was on his right, and Kincaid already had his arm along the back of Zach’s chair. Brian felt scrunched in, but there was nothing he could do about it. He couldn’t spread out.
“Tomorrow, we have our spa day, right?” Avery asked, looking across the table at Domi. She was practically bouncing in her seat. As Sous Chef and Executive Chef at the same restaurant—which was also attached to their kink club—she and Nick hardly ever got to get away together, much less for almost an entire week. Nick had his elbow resting on the back of her chair, his hand buried in her blonde hair, a fond expression on his face as he watched her profile.
All of which made Brian even more aware of his inability to put his own arm out because he and Rae didn’t have that kind of relationship.
Being single in a group of couples wasn’t fun. Being single in a group of couples where the only other single was someone he was desperately attracted to and couldn’t have was infinitely worse. For a whole week. At least they would be separated tomorrow.
“Spa day for the ladies and beach day for us, right?” Brian asked. Having the first day separated from the women would be good. He could get a hold of being so close to Rae without being so close to Rae.
“Yes. We’re thinking of doing a little volleyball,” Mitch replied, leaning forward to see past Domi and Rae. “There’s supposed to be some nets set up and equipment for anyone to use.”
