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That would be a terrible outcome.
Maybe we’ll stay here. It’s more convenient for the guests, and there are a lot of guests.
The yacht is impressive, not only one of the biggest but also the most luxurious.
Women wearing skintight dresses, like mine, grin from ear to ear, while men dressed in sharp clothes, elegant and sporty, thrust their chests out, trying to snag their attention.
The guests are noisy, their voices drowned out in the live music.
To say we’re making an entrance is an understatement.
Francisco attracts several pairs of eyes with his tanned complexion, athletic stature, and haunting eyes.
The pale blue-green shirt sliding closely to his chest and tapered waist, the narrow dark belt highlighting his sexy hips, and his fitted white pants showcasing the sheen of his skin.
Alejandro wears a pink fitted shirt and black pants, designer shoes without socks, like the other two men, and a narrow black belt with a metallic buckle.
Only he can pull off that pink, with so much masculinity brimming in his stance and on his handsome face. The color sets off his raven hair, dark eyes, and bronzed complexion.
Well, as it turns out, Francisco runs into some acquaintances. Two particular women can’t stop smiling and drinking him in when he pulls next to them, and they start talking.
One of them kisses his cheek, and I don’t need more to know he knows her intimately.
A prick of jealousy stabs at me. I can’t help myself.
And I won’t try to pretend it’s a logical reaction. The man has a past, his present is fluid, and his future definitely doesn’t belong to me.
I look around, taking the people in. I’m sure Francisco isn’t the only one with friends from the past.
A beautiful brunette can’t take her eyes away from Alejandro. She is different than the other two.
Somewhere in her thirties, she rocks a sassy look and a big diamond ring on her finger. She’s as married as they come, a good-looking man, much older than her, standing by her side with a glass of scotch in his hand.
He talks to another man while she peruses the hot man at my side.
Alejandro seems unaware of the woman’s interest, and it may be that she has a crush on him, and they don’t have a history together.
What would be the odds that he and Kai have that in common? Married women looking for a way out, or maybe, in the dark-haired woman’s case, just something on the side.
I have a hard time understanding the dynamics and motivations of these people, and then again, I’m not the best person to judge.
No. He knows her.
Of course, he does.
Maybe he’s played cooled. I don’t know, but now that the woman has caught his eye, he excuses himself, making everything so formal and important, and heads that way.
It’s only Kai and me, and you wouldn’t say we are together. Not that we are. A couple, I mean.
I cast another look around the luxurious deck, a bit leery about the process, expecting to see someone enthralled with Kai.
The woman from last night is not here. No one else seems to have their eyes on him, although he gets plenty of attention and random looks from men and women.
I get that, too, although I don’t know why.
“Do you want something to drink?” he tosses at me.
“No.”
