This type of scenting felt too intimate for our audience, but I supposed there was no real harm in it. Julian knew of my affections for Nicholas, and his for me. If anything, Julian might give me a high five afterwards. He’d say something like, If he’s jealous, it means he cares. But then, I look
When I returned to my seat with Nicholas in tow, I found Elva still excitedly looking out the window. She had her hands on either side of it, her nose pressed up against the glass. “Elva,” I said, lightly scolding her. If there was any turbulence, she was likely to bump her head against the glass
How unfair. How unkind. At least let me enjoy the beach first! “More turbulence,” Nicholas whispered. This time he was right up against my ear. I could feel the warm puffs of his breath against my skin, rustling my hair. With my eyes closed so tightly, my other senses heightened. I could feel th
After gazing at the ocean for a time, Nicholas separated from us, saying he had to make the rounds. So Elva and I walked to where a couch was arranged on the deck. Julian and Veronica were already sitting on it. I sat on the open seat and Elva wedged in between me and Julian. One of the wait staff
“Oh, no! Piper, I’m so sorry!” she exclaimed. She placed her empty glass down on a nearby table then held her hands out to me like she intended to do something. Yet she never actually touched me or my clothes. “What can we do? That will stain right away!” She was right. Red wine stains didn’t come
I looked at Nicholas and totally froze. Here I was, in such a revealing swimsuit, pressed up against the window, trying to get Julian’s attention. I could imagine what Nicholas might think, and none of it would do well to quell the jealous wolf within him that was seemingly ready to jump anytime J
“No,” he said. I snapped my mouth closed and looked up at him. “Nick?” Nicholas’s hands had curled even more, into fists now. Maybe I should go. Of course, I wanted him, especially with him looking at me like he was, like he wanted to eat me whole. But he was with Bridget now. It wouldn’t be
When our lovemaking was done, Nicholas held me in his arms under the covers of the bed. Despite the bliss running through my veins, now that the deed was done, I also felt a wave of… guilt. I didn’t know if Nicholas and Bridget were together. Maybe they were, maybe they weren’t. But I probably sho