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“You tease!” I charge for her, making her squeal and run.

TWENTY-THREE

ROMERO

“Acapulco” by Jason Derulo

When we arrive at the beach, disembarking our bikes, I kiss Vicenta on the cheek. “I’m going to talk to Javier for a minute, then I'll teach you how to ride the jet ski.”

She nods and hurries to Katalina and Vicente as they climb off the bike they rode in together. I can’t help but shake my head at the flirtatious ways of Kat and how Vicente is eating it all up.

“Javier,” I call him over to me, “I need you to go back to the house and do some digging. It’s very important that you keep everything you find to yourself.”

His brows furrow. “Of course,Jefe. ¿Qué pasa?”

“Look into José Vargas, the old Puerto Vallarta Don, and see if there’s a connection to Vicenta’s mother, Alma Guzmán. She immigrated to America some time after the Don was murdered.”

He shakes his head, his eyes going straight to the laughing Vicente. “I thought he looked familiar. Do you think they’re related somehow?”

I sigh deeply. “It’s possible.”

He thinks for a minute before shaking his head. “I don’t think so, boss. It was big news when the Vargas cartel was taken out, but everyone was told the entire family was executed.”

“So it wastold, but I don’t believe anything until I have proof. And the only proof I see right now is the spitting image of José Vargas.” I gesture behind me.

Javier coughs suddenly, looking down and making me turn to see what has him nervous. I groan at the glorious sight before me. Vicenta has taken off her long beach dress, leaving her in a blue two piece thong bikini while Vicente curses and shoves her behind him so he doesn’t see her.

I adjust myself before turning back to Javier. “Look into it and let me know, but do it fast because I think Don Banderas knows about their bloodline too.” I look around at the other guards, appreciating that they all have their eyes on everything but my woman. Still, I feel the need to give a warning.

“If you see anyone staring at her, cut their eyes out.”

“Sí, Jefe.”

I leave him to it and make my way toward hell’s temptress. Katalina looks up at me as I approach and winks at my ogling of Vicenta’s perfect ass. She smiles broadly before mouthing,you’re welcome.

I roll my eyes at her but make a note to thank her later.

“Okay,” I announce, wrapping my arms around Vicenta’s body, pressing my cock into her ass. “Time for lessons.”

I move around her and reach for the stack of life vests, passing them around before removing my shirt. Once I’ve clipped my vest on, I help Vicenta with hers. She doesn’t need it, but I’ll never pass up an opportunity to touch her in some way. When everyone has their vests on, I look to my sister.

“You wanna show Vicente?”

“Of course, if he doesn’t mind getting a lesson from an older woman.” She sends a flirtatious look atDiabla’sbrother, making both me and Vicenta roll our eyes at them. She’s maybe two years older, not nearly the cougar she’s playing at.

“Now I know how he feels about us,” Vicenta says under her breath before pulling me toward the jet ski’s bobbing in the shallows.

Us. I like the way that sounds coming from her. I help her onto the ski before sitting behind her.

“This band is important.” I grab the key and the wristband it’s connected to, sliding it on her wrist before tightening the strap. “It needs to be connected to you any time you’re riding. If something were to happen and you got thrown off, it’ll pull the key out and cut the power to the ski.”

I run through the controls of everything, before pushing the ski off the sand and further into the water. She starts the engine and slowly moves around the area so she can get the feel of it.

After about twenty minutes of testing herself, she comes to a stop near my ski. “I think I got it now. Let’s race.”

I chuckle and kiss her cheek before climbing on to my own ski. When she moves away from me, I push it out away from the shallows before hopping on and starting it.

“If I win, what do I get?”

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