I nodded, and he grabbed my hand to lead me to the bar. Instead of ordering his usual, Nick ordered a double shot of vodka.
"Changing it up?" I teased.
"Yeah. You want to do shots?"
"Are you wanting to get me drunk to take advantage of me?" I joked some more.
Nick laughed and fingered the hem of my dress. "I don't think I need to get you drunk to fuck you, baby."
"This is true."
"So, you want to go back to our room?"
I smirked. "I do."
I did. I was over being at the fake wedding. Whatever was happening with my family wouldn't get resolved tonight because Nick was right. I needed to pretend I didn't know anything. In the morning, I would go to my parents and ask them what was going on. Until then, I wanted to forget everything except the way Nick could use my body.
Despite the way I was starting to feel, I was still paying him and might as well continue to enjoy the benefits while I could because, once we left paradise, I knew it would come to an end. Even with Douglas paying for the room like Nick had conned him into doing, I wouldn't be able to keep paying todateNick.
We didn't say goodbye to anyone as Nick grabbed my hand and led me toward our bure. I didn't care at that moment because everything was a sham anyway. In the morning, I would get my answers, but for now, I was going to enjoy one of my last nights with Nick.
"You still didn't do anything about me being pantyless," I stated just before we got to our steps.
He stopped walking. "You're right. I’d planned on making you come on the dance floor."
"What happened?"
He stared at me, and I could tell he was choosing his words wisely because of his hesitation. "Just didn't feel right."
I suppose it didn't. Even if we had been in our own dancing bubble, my parents were still around as well as people I knew. Nick took a step, but I stopped him. "Before we get all hot and heavy again, I just want to thank you for everything."
"What do you mean?"
"When I hired you, I thought you'd be this bad boy who would come here and be a jerk to everyone and just be the total opposite of what people would assume I wanted in a boyfriend. But you've surprised me by sticking by my side and having my back through all of this. And I never would have imagined that there was more to the story than my sister marrying my ex-boyfriend."
He shrugged. "I was just in the right place at the right time."
"Yeah, but you didn't have to tell me. You could have pretended you didn't know, and after tomorrow when we leave here, you could have just gone on pretending you never knew anything."
He cupped my cheek. "I like you, baby. I want the best for you, and I know how much this entire situation has been eating at you. If I were in your shoes, I would be the same way, so I'm only doing what should be done."
I smiled warmly at him. "And I'm thanking you for that."
"You're welcome."
Nick kissed me softly, and then before I knew it, one of us had deepened the kiss and we were clawing at each other under the Fiji moonlight. I was once again lost in this man—so lost that I didn't realize he was moving me backward until my heel hit the bottom step of our porch.
"I'm gonna fuck you now," Nick said against my lips, and then we were moving again, both of us stumbling up the few steps. He dug into his pocket, not breaking our lips as he fished for the room key. He got the door open, and once inside, he kicked it closed, never once removing his lips from mine.
I tried not to think about how my life would return to going to bed alone, waking up alone, and not having this strong, tatted man beside me. He said that after all of this, he was going to set me up with one of his friends, but I didn't want to be with one of his friends. I wanted to be with him.
Falling in love with the male escort I’d hired was never supposed to happen.
My back hit one of the chairs, and Nick spun me. He bent me over the back and ran his hand up my bare leg and under my dress, going straight for my heat. "I knew there was a good reason why you were pantyless."
I couldn't respond as he sank his fingers into me, causing my back to arch. He grabbed a fistful of my long brown hair and tilted my head backward. "I think you like not wearing panties, baby. You were already dripping for me."
I could only moan my reply as his fingers worked me, his thumb rubbing my clit rapidly and already bringing me close to the edge.
