Page 42 of Dark Bonds

“I think it was about fifteen minutes from here. You drive, I’ll direct.”

“You’re just looking to be able to tell me what to do,” she laughed.

“Sunshine, I’ve taken you on a fancy mini vacation. I can boss you around all I like.”

I yelped as she struck my ass with an impressive crack, laughing as I dodged a second attempt. We climbed into the car and twenty minutes later, we were seated in a booth. We each ordered a beer and quickly agreed to share an order of nachos.

“Oh shit! Sasha, I brought my shoes, but I forgot to pack my dress! What the hell am I supposed to wear for dinner tomorrow?”

“Honey, I’m sure you noticed just how big my suitcase is. I have two or three dresses that you can choose from. I have the perfect one in mind.”

“That worries me,” I giggled. “The last time you had the perfect one in mind, I was showing up at the club in the equivalent of a belt and a couple of star-shaped pasties!”

“And? You were clothed,” she shrugged.

* * *

Sasha and I walked into the pool area and set our towels on a couple of lounge chairs. We shrugged off our cover-ups and grinned as practically every head turned our way. I wasn’t even remotely surprised. We looked hot as fuck. Sasha’s white string bikini covered so little, that it was almost obscene. Mine wasn’t any better. A shimmery emerald green, the tiny triangles only just covered my nipples. The thong bottoms showed off my toned ass and my legs looked a mile long.

We eased into the hot tub, groaning in relief. The hot water felt like heaven.

“Fuck this feels good,” Sasha moaned. “I’m in really good shape, but that hike kicked the shit out of me.”

“Same! I think I could live very happily in this hot tub.”

“You and me both. Thank you so much for this weekend, Leah. I really am very happy you thought to ask me to come.”

“Of course. We’re going to have a great weekend.”

We soaked in the tub another twenty minutes or so before we were finally too hot to stay in. We dove into the pool, one after the other. I let the cool salt water flow over my skin. Sasha and I splashed around the pool for a while more before finally drying off and going back to our suite. Once changed, we threw on some music and sank onto the couch.

“Alright, honey. We need to talk.”

“Uh oh. That sounds ominous.”

“Not at all. It’s nothing bad. It’s just about Jason.”

“What about him?”

“I’m just wondering if you guys are looking for the same thing.”

“I’m not sure what you mean.”

I was trying not to squirm in my seat. This was the exact conversation I wanted to have with her this weekend, but I was also a little terrified to have it. I mean, what if she ended up telling me what I didn’t want to hear?

“Seriously, Leah? You can’t bullshit me. You should know by now that wouldn’t work with me.”

“Fuck. Okay, so maybe it’s more like I don’t want to have this conversation in case I don’t like what you have to say.”

“How about you just talk to me? Has it occurred to me that maybe I have good reason to bring it up?”

“No, in the two minutes since you brought it up, I haven’t thought of it,” I laughed. “Maybe give me three minutes to get that far.”

“Don’t be a smart ass. Now, stop avoiding me.”

“You’re a pain in my ass. Fine, there is a very good chance that we don’t want the same thing.”

“What do you mean?”

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