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“No, I think it’s better without it,” he said.

I could see he was cooking up something.

“Are your friends coming with us?” he asked.

“Are they invited?”

“Of course. I think Marco would like to see your friend again…umm…”

“Jill,” I reminded him.

“Yes and your other friend…I don’t have anybody lined up but this will be a nice party. Maybe he will find someone.”

Valentino grabbed my hand, weaving his fingers through mine, letting me know I was his woman. And he led us toward the beach, keeping me snug to his side the whole way. My heart raced being next to him.

Every time the wind blew I caught his scent. It was a manly cologne, something with just the hint of a fruit I couldn’t quite put my finger on. Each sniff made me hornier. There’s nothing like the smell of a fresh, clean, hot man on the breeze. I felt like a giggly school girl heading out for my first date with the boy I’d been crushing on since sixth grade.

The sun was setting and the beach was nearly empty. Only a few stragglers baked to lobster red remained on their towels, refusing to head back to their hotel rooms until an aloe vera soother was no longer an option. It was gross. I couldn’t help imagining them scooping butter out of a tub and slathering it on for more color.

Eww I know. I’m disgusting.

“You sure know how to party,” I said holding an open palm out at the nearly vacant beach.

“Where’s Marco?” Jill asked.

“Where’s the booze?” Ben added.

Valentino laughed and checked his watch.

“Just a moment,” he said.

We waited patiently and I wasn’t sure what we were waiting for. Was a UFO going to hover out from over the ocean and beam us up? Was a boat coming? Would a trap door suddenly slide open in the sand and lead us to an underground rave or something?

“Right about…now,” Valentino said.

I heard the soft purr of an engine somewhere in the distance. Then I saw it far away but growing closer by the second. Javier was driving a monstrous golf cart looking vehicle toward us. It roared as it approached. He slid to a stop throwing sand everywhere.

“Marco?” I heard Ben ask.

“No,” Jill answered.

“Hmm,” Ben said, liking what he saw.

We climbed in and off we went down the beach. I sat in the back seat next to Valentino. The breeze was amazing, carrying both the scent of the salt water and my man’s fresh aroma right to me. Add to that the soundtrack of the waves crashing and the motor purring plus the gorgeous man by my side...

It was all overwhelming my senses.

I leaned my head back to enjoy the moment and take it all in. It was a beautiful night and I felt like the luckiest girl alive. I loved the feel of the wind whipping my hair around.

I was so relaxed. It was magical.

Until I heard Valentino struggling in the seat next to me, trying to spit my hair out of his mouth.

You are fucking cool, Mandy. A regular Rapunzel tossing your mane about.

“I’m so sorry,” I said as I pulled my hair back to its rightful owner.

I covered my face with my hands and laughed into them.

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