“And if I succeed?”
I already have my doubts.
He pauses for a moment, then sets his decree.
“If, and onlyifyou last an hour… I'll fuck you senseless on the balcony of our apartment. Both of us, completely naked in the moonlight. Until you come all over the glass.”
The bartender almost drops his shaker, unable to hide a smile.
The way he looks at us makes it evident that he’s heard every word.
He raises an eyebrow, as if nudging me to accept Marco’s offer.
I blush like a beetroot.
But I’m determined to win this bet, even if it drives me wild.
“Start the clock,” I announce.
the thirteenth chapter
AMOS
Jewel toned strobe lights dapple every corner, every surface.
A seductive anthem has taken the entire room captive, a hypnosis of sorts.
Marco steps onto the dance floor as though he’s been summoned by it.
He lets the music carry him wherever it wishes.
The silk shirt he's borrowed looks undeniably hot on him.
Half undone, it falls open just enough to make me weak.
Our playful afternoon dip in the sea has gently bronzed his skin.
And now his hair has formed loose, salt softened waves.
I have a sudden, overwhelming urge to run my hands through it.
But I can’t.
Only seven minutes into our bet.
I’m already wishing I’d kept my stupid mouth shut.
The timer on my fitness tracker mocks me.
The slow sway of his body holds me in a trance.
This is a very different man to the one I met several months ago.
Insouciant and untamed.
No staff to keep in line.
He's left his phone in the suitcase next to the bed, as if to prove a point.
