Page 20 of Bred By the Villain


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Lonely, horny, woman seeking bad boy who will break my headboard, not my heart.

Yeah right! “HA!” Nope! Absolutely not. I backspace so fast my phone freezes for several seconds. This isn’t working. I grab a notepad and pen from my beach bag and scribble a few lines that have me wanting to grab my vibrator and call it a date. Problem solved.

I try again.

Fuck-buddy wanted, no names needed

“Ladies. Your drinks.”

Serenity tips Simon, our waiter, and I admit I take a moment to appreciate all the glistening skin the man who is maybe a couple of years older than me flaunts in his tight beach shorts and uniform shirt. Muscles galore… hello baby!

“Damn, you’ve got it bad. But he’s off-limits.” Serenity hooks a finger over her shoulder. “Check it.”

I crane my neck around to see the man kissing his partner who, and I can’t believe I’m seeing this, is just as smoldering hot in his uniform as our waiter.

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?”

“Serenity!" 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.

Serenity 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.”

Serenity 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 Serenity 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?

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