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There are a few white wicker lounge chairs and a couple of chairs near an outdoor table. The silvery white umbrella that stretches over the seating area is huge. The entire area is awesome.
"The rooms have glass walls?" Vince snorts, shaking his head. "Come look at this shit."
I meander out onto the deck. Vince grips my shoulders, spinning me around.
I let out a bark of laughter.
Issac smirks.
Yeah, this is totally Issac and Dexter's style.
"Thank God we've got separate beds," Jude says, swallowing thickly. "Are there shades or something?"
"Why bother?" Dex shrugs. "We're the only people who'll be able to see in."
"Christ," Vince says, swiping a hand over his face.
"You've got a prenatal massage scheduled in the morning," Dex says. "Doctor said swimming is fine. That's the plan for tonight."
"We brought a couple of pairs of extra swim trunks. You're welcome to join us." Issac says, directing his words to Jude and Vince.
"Beer?" Vince asks, coughing. "I think I'm going to need a beer."
"Me too," Jude says, nodding.
"Check the fridge," Dex instructs, smirking. "We stocked up."
"You guys brought me a suit?" I ask.
"Yeah. We dropped off everything before picking you up at the airport," Issac says, grinning.
Oh, I know that look. It spells pure damn trouble. A shiver of anticipation runs down my spine. Very good things happen to my body when Issac grins like that.
"Where the hell is the material?" Vince hisses as his eyes rake over me.
"There's not much," I grumble back. "I didn't pack for myself. Jude and I left ours in Tennessee. They were still wet."
"You're smoking hot, babe," Dex says, pulling his long blond hair up into a bun.
"I'm all belly." I frown.
"I know." Dex grins. "It's sexy as fuck."
"You're such a weirdo," I groan.
"I've got a pregnancy fetish," Dex says, shrugging. "I think it'll last about as long as it takes for you to pop out that baby. Who knows? Maybe I'll branch out into a breastfeeding kink about that time."
Issac chuckles darkly. He nods and mouths, "Me too."
"Walker and I are going for a beer," Vince sputters, frowning. "Don't leave the villa."
"There's beer in the fridge." Issac laughs.
Issac's hair is in a huge tie to keep his locs out of the water. He swims with them sometimes, but only if he's prepared to shower after and put some time into drying them back out.
That's indication number one I'm getting fucked after our trip in the pool.
"Yeah, we're probably not going to fuck in the pool," Dexter says, smirking at Vince. "The baby doctors had mixed opinions on that one, even within the same practice."
