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“So you like your job, then?”
“Mostly I enjoy the human-testing phase where I get to try the products out on people.”
My eyes grew wide.
Kelly’s blue eyes sparkled as he leaned in. “Breathe. I’m joking. There is a human-testing phase, but we just read their written feedback.”
That was pretty much how the next two hours went. Kelly entertained me with his dry sense of humor while we drank two bottles of delicious local wine. I couldn’t remember a time when I’d laughed so much on a first date, except…this wasn’t a date. After dinner, Kelly walked me to the elevator.
“What time do you want to meet for breakfast?”
“Is nine too late? Service ends at ten.”
“Works for me. ’Night, Sarah.”
“Goodnight, Kelly.”
Back in my room, I washed off my makeup and changed for bed. Even though wine usually made me sleepy, I felt a little wired as I slipped beneath the covers. I was also feeling a little needy. It must’ve been all that talk about vibrators. So I got back out of bed and went to the hidden pocket in my suitcase to grab the little toy I’d brought with me. It took all of three minutes to get myself off. When I was done, I set my pink vibrator on the end table and reached up to turn the light off. But something on the bottom of the toy caught my eye. It looked like a logo with two script letters entwined, and if I wasn’t mistaken, the letters were LG. I lifted it for a closer inspection—sure enough, the manufacturer name stamped onto the bottom of the logo was listed as Lucy Goosey.
Oh my God.
Was it possible that my tripmate was responsible for the orgasm I’d just had?
CHAPTER 3
* * *
Kelly
Sarah was already seated, with a heaping plate from the buffet, when I spotted her in the restaurant. I headed straight for her table and slid into the seat across from her.
“Aren’t you gonna get food?” she asked with her mouth full. “I’m sorry—I was too hungry to wait.”
“I’ll get something in a minute. I want to ask you something first.”
“What’s up?”
Filled with adrenaline, I wriggled my brows. “Feel like going on a little excursion today?”
“Depends.”
“Do you have plans?” I asked.
She wiped her mouth with a napkin. “I booked an appointment at the spa for noon, actually.”
“Cancel it. I have something better.”
Sarah shook her head and sipped her coffee. “I don’t know what could be much better than a deep-tissue massage, but I’m listening.”
Stealing one of the grapes off the side of her plate, I chewed and said, “I rented an ATV to tour the beach. It’s the best way to see everything. It’s got two seats, so what a waste if I don’t have anyone to go with me.”
She bit her bottom lip and seemed to be considering my offer.
“Come on,” I prodded. “The spa will still be here tomorrow. But I could only get the ATV for today. They were booked the rest of the week.”
“Okay, then.” She shrugged. “Yeah. I’ll go.”
“Sweet.” I smiled before getting up to head to the buffet. “Be right back.”
Now I felt like I could relax and eat. For some reason, I’d been anxious to ask her to go with me. While Sarah had seemed pretty standoffish when we first met, she now seemed a bit more open to actually hanging out and having fun on her vacation. So at least there was hope. I certainly hadn’t come on this trip expecting to be attracted to my travel mate. In fact, I’d had no expectations about anything at all. I’d been bored one day on my lunch break, fucking around when I entered that contest. I never in a million years thought I’d actually win the damn thing. Which is probably why I didn’t take things seriously at first. Case in point, I’d worn that get-up to the airport to be funny. Of course, Sarah thought I was a lunatic. Turns out, she was only half-right.
***
After picking up the ATV and gearing up in our helmets, we took off and explored the beautiful white-sand beach, basking in the bright sunshine while waves crashed in the distance. I didn’t mind having her arms wrapped around me one bit. It was hard to hear each other while we were riding, though, so we had to speak loudly.
“So what happened with your ex?” I shouted as we rode along the beach.
“You want me to talk about that now, when we’re supposed to be having fun?”
“Why not? That way we can get all the downer stuff over with. Would you rather tell me about it over dinner when you can hear a pin drop?”
She shouted over the motor. “Okay…my ex, Trent, who I’d been with since college, left me for his nineteen-year-old assistant. That’s all there is to it. Happy now? He traded me in for a new model.”
