Page 95 of Royal Flush

“Too much?”

“It’s perfect. I have everything we need including a few little culinary surprises.”

I moved closer, pulling her into my arms. “You? Culinary surprises? I didn’t know you could cook.”

“How many times do I need to remind you that there are so many things you don’t know about me?”

“Mmm…”

“Now, you need to grab the blanket and the beach towels. I at least found something suitable. Hurry. I don’t want to waste any more of this beautiful sunshine. And we better be taking a convertible.”

I saluted her, delighted to see her smiling after everything we’d shared the night before. If only I could continue seeing her this happy. This comfortable.

Her face was shimmering, every move she made fluid and I wanted to wrap her up in sunshine. Oh, for the love of God. Who said that kind of shit?

Jasmine acted as if she was floating on air as we left the villa, heading for the Jeep. I knew the perfect place to take her, which was a private beach I’d showcased for guests a few times. It wasn’t well known, hidden by an overgrowth of foliage from the recent tropical rains. That would make for a pristine backdrop to our feast.

And a fabulous day.

I found myself eager, even happy although I refused to leave my phone behind. When Jack and his team discovered every bit of dirty laundry about Justin, I would be ready to sweep in like a venomous snake.

I tossed everything into the Jeep, scanning the area once before heading out. I also didn’t want anyone sneaking up on us. Hell, that wasn’t possible, yet I was worried. Jack and his team were also patrolling the remote areas for boats and I’d checked the manifest for the single flight coming in. Today’s roster mostly consisted of celebrities and their entourages. They were rowdy but right now, it suited me just fine.

When I turned on the satellite radio, another perk provided to our guests, she clapped her hands. “Fantastic. Amazing music, a perfect sunny day, and delicious food. What could be better?”

“A hot escort?” I teased.

“If you find me one, let me know.”

“Brat. You will get it for that.”

“Promises. Promises. Oh, and you’re taking me through the resort as well.”

With the Jeep’s top off, the wind blowing, just seeing her long curls floating in the wind was enough to make my cock harden just as it had done the night before.

I did what I could to push aside the bullshit, the hatred and anger as I headed toward the main portion of the resort.

“How did you guys find this place? And you own the island?”

“We own it. It was rural enough that although other developers had considered making the purchase, the cost to bring in water and electricity was outrageous.”

“But nothing is too expensive for men like the Royal brothers. Right?” She gave me a heated look and I could laugh once again.

She really did have a way of disarming any man. No wonder she’d been good at gambling. Men from every age group were blinded by her beauty and coyness.

“Oh, and one more thing. You mentioned you have stores here on the island?”

“Yes, two fabulous ones.”

“Hmmm. Nice dresses?”

“Only the best,” I told her as I headed down the main road toward the resort.

“Good. I need a dress. And a few other essentials. We will be going shopping so that when we go out to dinner tonight, and I assume you have incredible chefs at your restaurants, I’ll have something sexy to wear. Plus, we’re going to the casino where I’ll show you just how good a girl I can be.”

All I could do was laugh. “Anything else?”

“Champagne. Lots of champagne.”

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