Page 119 of Once in a Lifetime, Part 2

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Mano didn’t answer. He just watched him.

Ody’s eyes widened. “You did this?”

Mano let his suitcase roll to a stop, laughing.

“When? How?”

“I called ahead, asked them to give us one room with a queen, told them to keep it quiet.”

A slow smile spread across Ody’s face. “You’re evil.” He stepped closer, sliding his arms around his neck. “But I like it.” He kissed him, their lips moving against each other.

When they pulled back, his hand stayed on Mano’s cheek, his gaze softer.

A knock cut through the moment. “Come on, bitches! Beach time!” Elias called from outside.

“We’re coming!” Ody called back, not pulling away just yet.

A moment later, Mano stepped out of the bathroom in black swim trunks.

Ody didn’t even try to hide the way his eyes dragged over him. “Is it my fault if I jump you right now?” he said, biting his lip as he stepped closer.

Mano pushed him back. “No time for that, mikre. They’re already yelling.”

Ody frowned, exaggerated, almost childish.

Two minutes later, they were downstairs. They passed a crowded beach bar, filled with couches and shaded lounges. Waiters in white moved between tables, earpieces in place.

“How about this one?” Ody said. “Looks good.”

Steve stared at him. “Are you insane? You’d have to sell a kidney just to sit here.”

“Hold on,” Mano said.

Before anyone could react, he walked off. The others watched as he spoke to a manager, then pulled out his wallet. A moment later, the man pointed toward a couch at the back.

Mano came back. “Come on.”

They followed, exchanging looks. Ody said nothing. He already knew.

“Did you just sign a kidney removal contract?” Chris asked as they reached the couch.

“It’s eleven hundred minimum spend. VIP. I paid three hundred upfront,” Mano said, dropping his bag.

“WHAT?!” the four of them shouted.

“Sit,” Mano said and they did.

“Why don’t we just go somewhere else?” Chris asked. “We don’t have that kind of money.”

“My treat. Relax.”

They stared at him.

“So… we have to order eleven hundred euros worth of stuff?” Elias asked.

“Yeah.”

“I’ve got one kidney and maybe a left leg,” Chris said.