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Gisele
We were baskingin the bright sun, sunbathing on the vast white glossy deck after enjoying a hearty lunch consisting of Jambon-Beurre, roasted chicken, pasta niçoise, classic croquet monsieur, green salad, strawberry crepes, lemon macarons, an endless supply of rosé champagne, and finishing off with a tasty grand cheeseboard. We were marooned off the coast of the French Riviera a little off Monaco before sailing towards Capri then Sicily to Malta and Corfu to Croatia then to the Greek islands before rerouting back to the French Riviera. Some of these places we’d be staying for a day or two, and then we’d be off to the nextdestination.
“He does, doesn’t he?” Vivienne breathlessly gushed before directing her gaze towards the junior deckhand one level below us. He was guiding Ethan, Blair’s brother, to his jet ski. “I say hop on it, babe. High time you indulge in summer flings—if you’re not against going for the help,thatis.”
Him being a deckhand took no part in my hesitancy. I wasn’t a snob. I didn’t value people through their networth.
“It’s freaky, but then again, Gisele might find it arousing.” Blair cheekily winked at me. “His name’s Jack Yates. Twenty-one years old. British. Very single and very ready to tingle.” She tilted her head towards the sun, eyes closed with a tranquil look on her face, the epitome ofcontentment.
This Jack Yates had been the topic of conversation from the moment we had boarded the yacht yesterday. The man had a wee bit of a resemblance to Jared. It was more pronounced on his side profile. The front? Notsomuch.
Shaking my head, I huffed out a breath, smiling at their mad suggestion, before shifting onto my stomach so my backside would evenly tan. “I can’t just hook up with anyone. I didn’t purposely lose it so I could bed hop to the closest Jared-looking candidate my eyes spot next.” Reaching behind my back, I untied the knot on my bikini top, quite ready to drop the subject. However, my friends seemed tootickledat the idea of ‘tasting variety.’ They believed I was depressed after walking away from Jared. I wasn’t technicallythatdepressed. Saddened, yeah, but who wouldn’t be in my position? But at the same time, I had made a deal with myself to move on. They deemed my reluctance to hook up with the deckhand as not moving on from my unrequitedfixation.
Vivienne chucked a sunscreen bottle at me, beautiful light blue eyes full of mischief. “I took the liberty of inviting him to go clubbing with us tonight. We’ll sail right after that. He didn’t have any reservations about having fun and posing as our protection at the same time. Good deal allaround.”
We already had Ethan to keep us in check. Our parents—no, scratch that—Blair and Vivienne’s parents insisted a man tag along. Ethan volunteered for the job since the thought of interning under his brother, Wyatt, in their hedge fund company didn’t appeal to him. So, with Ethan around, there was no need to add on another muscle for protection. My friends had concocted this plan so Jack Yates and I could converse in a friendlierenvironment.
“Fun night ahead for our Gisele. I bet Jack can chase Jared out of you. Relax, sit back, and let him take you for a good ride,Isay.”
I blushed deeply. Blair’s lurid suggestion created a vivid visualization in my mind—I was writhing underneath Jack’s large muscular frame while he roughly darted in and out between my thighs, all inhibitions thrown out the window. I swallowed the thick lump in my throat, feeling somewhatparched.
“You guys are becoming obnoxious. I’ll get therewhenI get there, okay?” After roughly tying the knot on my white bikini top back into place, I pushed against my palms before getting on my feet. “I need a drink,” I muttered under my breath before strutting towards the short flight of stairs, abandoning this momentary annoyance. They laughed as I left, and all I could do was shrug it off and not take it personally. Blair and Vivienne meant well, but they went above and beyond to make it such a hellish experienceforme.
I fingered through my hair before I lightly tugged at the ends, hoping the wavy beach locks were still in place as I absentmindedly strolled towards the bar. I momentarily paused when I spotted Jack behind the bar, seeming engrossed in the list he had in his hand as he went over theinventory.
I cleared my throat as I carefully approached the bar. His uncanny resemblance to Jared when I was facing his side profile was jarring. I felt my heart pick up speed. A nervous smile crossed my lips as I rested my hands on the white marble counterpane. “Hello.”
Jack Yates looked up with a smooth grin that lit up his face, showing perfect teeth. He had warm brown eyes, not cerulean blue ones like the man back home. “Miss Weber, can I get you anything?” he placed the clipboard down as he focusedonme.
It was unnerving to face him when only minutes ago, my friends were taunting me to pursue him. “You know your way around drinks?” Normally, a bartender or one of the wait staff was around. But I supposed they were having lunch, and if that were the case, I wouldn’t want tointrude.
He granted me a perfect smile before licking his lips, drawing my eyes to his red puckers. “Of course. I’m quite decent,” he said with a light chuckle, warm brown eyes dancing withamusement.
I broke into a matching grin, feeling quite silly I was even nervous being around him. “I want something light, non-bubbly, definitely alcoholic, andfruity.”
Jack made a quick nod. “Right away, madam.” A flirty, playful smile tugged athislips.
Focused on making the drink, Jack gave me a great view of his side profile, and my stomach immediately dropped. My eyes absorbed everything he did. Oddly enough, I found myselffascinated.
Damn. Whether I’d like to admit it or not, apparently any man who looked like Jared had an effect on me.Unfortunately.
Engaged in filling the silver shaker with alcohol, freshly crushed berries, he took a peek at me, catching me intensely scrutinizing him. “Are you having a bit of fun sunbathing?” he softly inquired, his husky British tone making me tingle in certainplaces.
My blush deepened. Had he been watching us? Probably. It was somewhat part of his job to make sure he knew where we were at alltimes.
“Yeah, I suppose I am,” I calmly responded before I reached out over the bar for a piece of olive, and then I felt something snap. In a heartbeat, my bikini top unraveled on its own; it came loose around my torso. Since the top part was still secured, it rode above my breasts, giving Jack Yates a full frontal of my bountifulassets.
“What the ever loving—”Fuck!How embarrassing! My cheeks profusely flamed as I tried my damnedest to cover my full C-cups. Unfortunately, they pushed up and overflowed over myhands.
“Let me help you.” Jack came behind me. His hands softly grazed the sides of my torso as he instructed me to let go so he could pull the triangles. Reluctantly, I did as he asked before I felt the top tightening around me, secured. He dipped his head close to my ear, warm breath teasing my ear. “You don’t have to be disconcerted. You have a gorgeous set,” he murmured before I felt him let goofme.
Oh, hell. He was toying with me, and I wasn’t sure how to respond to his blatant flirtation. I gulped nervously as I tentatively watched him round the bar to finish mydrink.
I licked my lips, still aroused from his breath brushing my skin. “Are you always this …frisky?”
“It depends,” he responded before glancing at me and rapidly beginning moving the shaker with one hand then tipping it over the champagne flute, and purplish liquid poured out of it. “I couldn’t help it. You looked quite rattled. You’re too gorgeous not to see yousmile.”
