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“Yup. And it only makes sense that there’s a gigantic church in the middle of it all, right?” I said, referring to the Old Church. “Probably the only location in the world where you’ll find religion and prostitution all in one place.”
“Kind of magical and perverse.” She laughed. “Swans swimming through a dam, surrounded by a church, some whores and lots of pot for sale.”
“It’s like a trippy dream. You know what would make it better, though?”
“What?” She laughed.
“This,” I said, suddenly pulling her into me and planting a firm kiss on her warm lips. Pressing my body into her, I knew she could feel the erection practically puncturing my jeans. An indeterminate amount of time passed as we continued to suck face in front of one of the brothels.
A knock on the glass interrupted our moment. The scantily clad, tall blonde inside of the window we were blocking waved for us to get out of the way. We must have been obstructing her view of the street.
“Sorry,” I said, wrapping my entire body around Kendall from behind as we continued our lazy stroll.
“So, do any of these women appeal to you?” she asked.
“No.”
“Liar.”
“I’m being serious. They’re attractive, but I don’t want them. Now if it were you in one of these window brothels…that would be a different story. I’d definitely come inside, and I’d go broke. I’d just keep giving you more and more money to let me try everything with you.” I stopped walking and pulled her into me again, speaking over her lips, “Just take my fucking money.”
She laughed through our kiss and said, “I’d give you a pretty good discount.”
While our joking was all in good fun, being in this sexually open environment with Kendall and all of the kissing was making me horny as hell. I was now sporting a full-on boner as we made our way back to the hotel. Feeling weaker by the second, I knew that if she so much as looked at me back in our room, I wasn’t going to be able to fight anything happening this time.
The hotel we were staying at was a funky little place that played up on the Red Light District theme. The rooms even had optional red lighting, which was cool as hell.
“You know what I could really go for?” Kendall asked when we got to our room.
“I know my answer to that question.”
She playfully smacked me in the chest. “A glass of wine.”
“I could go get us a bottle or two if you want.”
“I feel bad making you go back out, but really, that would be great.”
“Why don’t you relax and take a shower while I’m out.”
“That sounds good.”
Looking up the nearest liquor store on my phone, I rushed out of the hotel to avoid wasting too much time away from her. After all, this could technically be our last night together. I’d already decided to ask her to come back home to Florida with me. Although if she didn’t agree, our adventure would end soon.
Fuck.
A feeling of panic started to build.
No.
I wasn’t going to let fear in tonight. This night was about enjoying each moment in Amsterdam. Period.
Trying to block all depressing thoughts from my mind, I made my way inside the store and asked the attendant for the best bottles of red and white that they had.
On my walk back to the hotel, my phone chimed with a text from Kendall.
Kendall: Just play along.
What the heck did that mean?
