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As we make our way back to our rooms to get ready, I can't help but wonder if Ryan will be at this foam party. The thought of seeing him there, all soaped up and slippery, sends a thrill through me. But I quickly push the image aside, reminding myself that I need to focus on my friends tonight. What will a nude foam party be like? It sounds crazy, but that's fine with me.

The foam party is in full swing when we arrive, with the patio transformed into a surreal landscape of bubbles and laughter. Music pulses through the air, mingling with excited squeals and shouts as people slip and slide through the knee-deep foam.

"Oh my god, this is amazing!" Maya exclaims, her eyes wide with childlike wonder.

Without hesitation, she plunges into the frothy mess. Lila and Zara follow suit, shrieking with delight as they lose their footing and tumble into the foam. Fortunately, the staff laid yoga mats down on the patio for cushioning. I can't help but laugh at my friends' antics, feeling a surge of affection for these wonderful, uninhibited women.

"Come on, Meredith!" Zara calls, her face barely visible above the bubbles. "The water's fine!"

Water? I don't see any of that, but I can roll with the wackiness. I take a deep breath and plunge into the foam. As I wade into the sea of bubbles, the sensation is unlike anything I've experienced before. The foam tickles my skin, cool and slippery, and I can't help but giggle as I lose my footing and slide forward.

"Whoa there!" A strong pair of hands steadies me, and I look up to find Ryan grinning down at me with his lips quirked. My heart skips a beat at the sight of him, memories of our earlier conversation flashing through my mind.

"Wasn't sure if I'd see you today," I tell him. "Didn't think the general manager would participate in something as silly as this." I peer into shoulder-high bubbles around us but can't see much. "Are you naked? I can't tell."

"Of course I'm naked," Ryan chuckles. "It's my night off. Even general managers need to let loose occasionally. Besides, how could I resist the chance to see you covered in bubbles?"

Before I can respond, a wave of foam crashes over us, momentarily obscuring my vision. When it clears, I find myself pressed against Ryan's chest, our slippery flesh sliding together. The heat of his body contrasts deliciously with the cool foam, and I feel a familiar spark of desire ignite within me.

"Well, this is cozy," I purr, gazing up at him through foam-coated lashes.

"Very cozy." Ryan's hands slide down to my waist, holding me steady, and I'm now positive that he's naked. His dick just rubbed up against me. "Though I have to say, I prefer our private playtime."

"So do I. But my friends are around here somewhere. We should probably..."

As if on cue, I hear Zara's voice calling out. "Mer! Where are you?"

Ryan and I quickly peel ourselves apart, the foam swirling around us. I catch a glimpse of his regretful smile before he disappears into the bubbles. My heart is pounding as I turn to face my friends, hoping the flush on my cheeks can be attributed to the excitement of the party.

"There you are!" Lila calls out, emerging from the foam like some kind of bubble monster. She's grinning from ear to ear, her hair plastered to her head. "We lost you for a minute there."

"Yeah, sorry," I laugh, trying to sound casual. "I got a little turned around in all this foam. It's crazy."

Maya slides up next to me, her eyes sparkling. "Isn't it amazing? I feel like a kid again!"

I catch sight of Ryan's head moving away. Soon, he's left the foam behind and begins to wash himself off with the temporary showers the staff had set up for this party. I desperately want to go after him, but I don't want to offend my three best friends.

Zara taps my foamy shoulder. "Go on, sweetie. If I had a hot guy like Ryan waiting to lather me up, I'd ditch the party too." She makes a shooing motion with her hands. "Go, sweetie, right now."

I hesitate for a moment, torn between my desire to follow Ryan and my loyalty to my friends. But Zara's knowing smile and encouraging nod give me the push I need.

"Are you sure?" I ask, glancing at Lila and Maya.

"Go!" They declare in unison.

With a grateful smile, I wade through the foam toward the temporary showers. As I approach Ryan, who's rinsing the last of the bubbles from his toned body, the sight of water cascading down his muscles makes my mouth go water. He has a scrumptious body that any woman would want to feast on.

"Thought you might need some help getting clean."

Ryan turns toward me, dragging his tongue across his lips while his eyes roam over my foam-covered body. "I was hoping you'd follow me."

He reaches out to pull me under the spray with him. The warm water cascades over us, washing away the foam and leaving nothing but slick, bare skin. Ryan's hands glide down my arms, and lower still, until he can cup both of my ass cheeks. I shiver despite the heat, acutely aware of every point where our bodies touch. Then he grasps my hand, leading me away at a swift pace.

We conclude the evening in my bungalow, naked and writhing, moaning and teasing each other. But the most remarkable part of this evening isn't the foam or the orgasms. It's the way we fall asleep together.

Damn, I'm falling for the wounded man lying beside me—and that doesn't bother me at all.

Chapter Twelve

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