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We turn back to our drinks and I take an extra-long one to cool off. “Fuck that was hot as hell. Seeing lovers kiss is like the sweetest thing. I wonder if they’d like to play?”
“Vannah!" I swat at my friend. “Not everyone is into kinky shit like you!”
“You never know until you ask!”
“I guess, but…”
“Sweetie, you’re a broken little princess doll with way too many daddy issues with no one brave enough to step up and spank that cute little ass with Kingston as your last name.”
I squint into the sun, not really able to deny my friend's observations. “Maybe you’re right. I should probably change my last name, huh?”
My best friend tugs on a few strands of my hair swaying in the breeze and passes me a fruity cocktail umbrella to add to my growing collection. My third, maybe fourth, of the afternoon and the only reason why I am entertaining her idea of slapping my face and details on an app full of strangers.
I’m desperate and tipsy. Probably not the greatest combination. But it’s summer and I refuse to spend it alone. Again.
Vannah springs up, dropping her feet into the sand snapping her fingers. “Of course! I know what we need. A club. Someplace we can put you out there. Something that involves drinks, finger food, and dancing. We are in Miami after all. We need to get jiggy with it.”
I stifle a groan at her pun.
“Ladies.”
Vannah and I turn to the sound of our waiter's voice.
“There’s a gentleman at the bar who would like to gift you these. They are fresh and I can vouch for them.”
Our waiter places two pretty piña coladas adorned with extra pineapple and yellow umbrellas on our table.
“Oh?” I sit up.
“And he would like to extend an exclusive invitation to a private party. On his yacht. Tonight.”
I peer over the rims of my glasses at the gentleman sitting at the bar who looks way out of my league. To say he is gorgeous is putting it mildly. Tall, tan and so muscular I find myself sucking a little too hard on my bottom lip.
“Yeah, no thanks.” I push the drinks back but the waiter stops me with a light hand on mine.
“Everyone from Hollywood elite to east coast scholars will be attending. This man is well known and saying no to someone like him is a big insult.” He pauses and slips his mouth into a sultry smirk any woman would find hard to resist.
“Trust me. You’ll have fun. You’ll meet a lot of interesting people there. And I’ll be there. Working. So will my partner.” He turns to Vannah and winks. “We can go together.”
My friend gets all the particulars and I blink at the retreating back of our waiter.
What the hell just happened?
This might be wrong, but I can’t help but let my gaze wander back to the bar. A white V-neck t-shirt fits our mystery man like a second skin and does a fantastic job of highlighting all the right grooves and angles a woman loves. Or at least I do. A square jaw with a swarth of black scruff closes out the package nicely, making him look one part mysterious and one part sex god. Like he could fuck orgasms from a woman for hours and then be ready for seconds a minute after.
His eyes are hidden behind a pair of sunglasses, but I bet they are as black as his hair. My toes curl into the sand and my core tightens. I catch a hint of his aftershave in the wind and I’m not usually so weak, but my thoughts turn dirtier by the second.
Vannah holds up her piña colada. “Cheers, babe! See! Ask and the Universe shall deliver.”
I grab mine and give a nervous laugh. “Yeah. Something like that, I guess.” I can’t believe I’m actually considering going and from the hopeful twinkle in my friend’s eyes, she won’t let me back out.
Yeah, I know what will happen the second I step foot on that yacht.
Sister Martha, I hope you’re still praying for me.
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Lucas
