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“What?” I stiffened. “So you don’t want the both of us in your bed? You don’t want us both worshipping you?”
Above me, he froze. His lips still pressed to my skin. “You were spying on me?”
“I came up to see you. It wasn’t like you were being quiet or subtle about what you were doing.” Turning my face away, I stared at the far wall. Unblinking and unmoving.
“I do not like being spied on, Taylor.” The bed shifted as he stood. “I will expect you up on the deck for dinner in an hour. Your clothes will be brought down. Wear something suitable from the collection.” There was a pause, and then he pressed his lips to my cheek. “I can not wait to spend this time with you, Taylor. Believe that.”
I didn’t answer him.
I didn’t believe him.
But if he wanted me to wear somethingappropriate, then that’s what I would do.
JUDGE
“Idon’t…”
The words died on my lips as Taylor appeared on the deck. She stood there, her golden hair misting around her shoulders, her feet and insanely long legs mouth-wateringly bare. And she was dressed in the sluttiest dress I had ever seen.
It looked like deep purple bandages had been wrapped tightly around her. So tightly that her breasts heaved upwards. It was so short that it barely covered her panties.
The colour didn’t suit her. It was a shade of purple that was meant for a dark-haired woman. The cut wasn’t right for her either. As sexy as she looked, it made her into something she wasn’t.
It made her look like a whore.
Narrowing my eyes, I watched as she pranced towards me. Reaching down to kiss my cheek, she thrust her tits into my face.
“I hope I’m not too late?” The voice was the same. Girly and full of music. Her usual voice, but with added sweetness. It didn’t fool me for a second.
She was proving a point. I had made her feel like a whore and demanded she wear something appropriate. So, she had dressed like one.
“Did I miss all the fun already?” Her blue eyes fell on Vivian, and mine followed her. Vivian had done this. Somehow snuck in that dress.
“Oh no, of course not.” Like a cat that had finally cornered a mouse, Vivian grinned. “We were just talking about old times.”
“Well, isn’t that just darling?” Slipping past me, Taylor found her seat at the end of the table and raised a blonde eyebrow. “Now, who do I talk to about getting a drink?” She smiled sweetly at Vivian. “I’m guessing table service isn’t the kind of service you excel at,madame.”
Sitting back, I pursed my lips. I didn’t know what game Taylor was playing, but I was keen to see it play out. I motioned to one of the stewards, and he came forward, the champagne bottle already in his hands.
Lifting her face, Taylor smiled up at him and it was the first true smile I had seen on her face since she had arrived. “Thank you,” she purred.
“Taylor,” I warned. She was paying me back, I got that, but flirting with the crew wasn’t going to be tolerated. Not now and not ever.
“Oh, I’m sorry.” Her lips pouted. “I forget myself. So tell me Vivian, how exactly do you and Christian know each other?”
“That doesn’t matter.”
“No, it doesn’t.” Vivian hadn’t clicked on yet. She was blind to the game she had started. “I am much more curious as to how you two love birds met? Judge hasn’t stopped talking about you since I sat down.”
Laughing, Taylor emptied the champagne onto her tongue before holding the empty glass up for a refill, which quickly materialised.
“Oh, we had a one-night stand and then he had me kidnapped and brought here.”
Open-mouthed, I stared at her.
“Oh, you have such a sense of humour. I love it!” Vivian clapped her hands together. “The judge needs more laughter in his life. What fun! I can already tell we are going to be great friends. I know he would like that…” She left it unsaid, but it was clear what she meant.
“Yes, I think you are right.” Standing a little unsteadily, Taylor let her hand trace her curves. “Thank you for this perfect dress as well. It’s exactly right, don’t you think?”
