"You knew that was going to happen." We stepped apart, but I grabbed her hand and laced our fingers, needing to keep physical contact with her.
"I know. Honestly, I didn't think that far in advance when I hired you."
"You can always book me again."
"Except I'm broke now."
"Yeah, but don't forget Dougie is paying for the room now."
"True, but I really just need to keep that money in savings." She looked off at the water, not meeting my stare.
"Well, my offer still stands to help you find someone."
"I might take you up on that."
We were silent as we began walking again. I really meant what I'd said, even though most of my friends were married or escorts. I wanted Ashleigh to be happy, and I would help her. I'd never told a client that before. Usually, they didn't want a relationship, or they were already in one and just neededmore.
"I'll miss the daily sex, though," I finally said, smirking.
She pushed my arm playfully. "You don't havedatesevery day?"
"I think my dick would fall off if I did." We both laughed.
"We wouldn't want that."
"No, baby, we wouldn't."
"Well, I'll be going back to my trusty vibrator."
I groaned slightly as I envisioned her using a toy between her legs and getting off. "Yeah? Tell me about it."
"Tell you about it?"
My grin widened. "Yeah. Give me something to fantasize about while I stroke myself."
Ashleigh fanned herself even though the evening breeze was blowing her long brown hair. "Is it hot out here?"
I chuckled. "Yeah, it is. Need to cool off by skinny dipping?"
She looked out at the water again. "I don't do dark water."
"Scared of sharks?"
"Um, yeah." Ashleigh snorted.
"Well, we wouldn't want you to get eaten—by a shark, that is."
"I can think of something—or someone—else that I wouldn't mind being eaten by."
I stopped walking, jerking her arm so she spun into my arms. I swore her libido was as big as mine. "Well, baby, it’s time for my second dessert then."
I led her back to the room and had the best kind of dessert a man could want.
We lay post-orgasms with Ashleigh's head on my chest, my fingers running through her long brown hair. I would never tell her, but I was going to miss Fiji, and not because of all the sex and because it was paradise, but because I genuinely liked her. If I had been looking for a relationship, she would be who I would have wanted to have one with. She was smart, sexy, could take a pounding, and was fun to be around. She deserved to be with a guy who would love her like she wanted, and needed to be loved.
As we laid there, just enjoying our post-sex bliss, I started thinking about who I could set her up with. Some might think it was weird to think about such a thing while we were both naked, but that was where my mind went. I chalked it up to the fact that our time was coming to an end, and I had told her I would help her out. The only guy I could think of who wasn't settled down or in the game was my friend Blake Montgomery, who co-owned the gym, Club 24, that I went to. He was a decent looking guy, seemed to be successful, and a good dude. He would be my first call.
"I could go for a real dessert now," Ashleigh stated, and looked up at me with her chin on my chest.
