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Amber:It’s not fair!

Amber:When are you coming home?

Worm is about to respond to Leigh and Amber when the door knob to the bathroom turns. The door opens, only to bang shut again. He looks around for a place to hide, finding only the shower. He steps inside just as the door swings open again.

“I’ll just be a second!” Emma says, loudly, as she places Allison’s dress in the sink and turns on the water. Worm hunkers down in the tub, feeling ludicrous for hiding like a criminal. They are grown adults for God’s sake, but he won’t do anything to upset Allison.

Keeping his eyes on the open door, he hopes no one will notice him, for Allison’s sake. A sharp intake of breath lets him know he's been busted. He lifts his eyes. Emma’s wide ones are staring back at him in the mirror. He brings his finger up to his lips in the universal keep quiet sign. Emma’s lips pinch together, but she gives a small nod of agreement.

Allison

“What’s wrong Emma?” Gloria asks, moving toward the door. Allison tries to block her path, but figures she’s only delaying the inevitable.

“Oh, nothing! I thought I saw a small hole in the dress, but it was nothing,” Emma calls out, much to Allison’s relief. Her tense shoulders drop. The water stops running in the bathroom. “Come on, we should get out of here so Allison can get ready.” Emma emerges from the bathroom, closing the door behind her. Then, she hurries everyone toward the door, turning to give Allison a pointed look.Ah, shit! I’m busted.

Allison just shrugs her shoulders minutely so only Emma notices. Emma grins, shaking her head, while herding the last of the women into the hall. Allison closes the door behind them and engages the safety lock just in case one of them decides to con housekeeping into letting them back in. Not that they likely would, but it makes Allison feel better to have the extra barrier.

The room is suddenly too quiet. She opens the bathroom door and peers around it to see Russell huddling in the tub behind the frosted glass. “Oh, there you are!” she says with a giggle. “They’re all gone, finally.” He nods, slides the door open, and steps out seeming to take up all the space in the small room.

“Emma saw me, but I don’t think she’ll rat you out,” Russell informs her, while pulling her into his arms.

“Oh, I know she saw you,” Allison agrees, “and no, she won’t rat me out, but I’m not off the hook. She’ll be grilling me for all the details.” Russell’s eyes bug out, and he pulls back a little to peer down at her.

“You’re not going to tell her, are you? What we did or what I look like?” The sheer horror in his voice has Allison laughing hysterically. He frowns at her, obviously not seeing the humor in the situation.

Allison shakes her head while fanning her face. “No, I won’t be giving her all the dirty details.” She’s still chuckling, and he is still glaring, which only makes her laugh more. “Your amazing cock is for my eyes only,” she murmurs, raising up on her tiptoes to press a kiss to his frowning lips. He doesn’t respond at first, but then he grins against her mouth, before taking over and kissing her breathless.

When he pulls back, he leans his forehead against hers. “I better let you get ready before they come back.” His voice is full of reluctance. Allison nods, knowing she is on a timeclock that will run out before they can do anything more than share a kiss.

“Will I…will I see you later?” Allison asks, hating the uncertainty in her voice. She’d promised herself she wouldn’t let another man get to her, but he has. Russell pauses, looking back over his shoulder.

“Definitely. We aren’t finished yet, sugar.” Allison shivers at the promise in his voice. Giving her a wink, he turns, leaving her standing alone in her room. She shakes herself to get moving. The last thing she wants to do is explain why she’s taking so long to get ready.

Minutes later, Allison hurries off the elevator to find Emma and the other ladies waiting for her in the lobby. “Here, I got you a muffin and a coffee to go,” Emma announces, shoving the items at her. “We need to get going. Gloria pointed out the place will be crowded and traffic around here is awful. We want to get there when it opens.”

The group heads for the exit. Everyone is chatting excitedly. Allison still hasn’t checked her email to see what Emma has in mind for today. Exiting the hotel, there are several large, black SUVs lined up in the valet parking lane. Curtis and many of his friends are standing around them waiting for the women.

Allison’s heart skips a beat when her eyes land on Russell. The man is devastatingly gorgeous. His large muscles are straining against the fabric of his t-shirt, just begging to be free. The jeans he is wearing hug his firm hips and thighs perfectly. She remembers just how good they’d felt when she’d gripped them in her hands while she’d sucked his glorious cock.

Allison shivers from head to toe with desire. She takes a moment to appreciate the glory that is him. He is talking with Curtis, Straw, and a couple other men, whose names Allison can’t remember. She hadn’t expected the guys to be going along on this excursion.

“Where did you say we are going?” Allison asks Emma, not taking her eyes off Russell. She’s still drinking in his beautiful self, admiring how his muscles move when he shifts positions. Emma elbows her sharply in the ribs. “Ow! What the hell was that for?”

Emma laughs, shaking her head. “You weren’t listening to me, even though you just asked me a question,” Emma accuses before lowering her voice to continue. “A certain Marine have you distracted?” Emma’s right eyebrow arches as she cocks her head. Allison opens her mouth to deny it, but she knows Emma will call her out on her lie, even if it is a little fudging of the truth.

“Maybe?” Allison answers, with a huff. Emma laughs again.

“They are quite distracting,” Emma agrees in a sing-song voice. “I mean how is it possible that many hot guys can all be on the same te—, um be friends and in service together,” Emma stammers. Allison cuts her eyes at Emma, knowing she didn’t intend to let that little tidbit slip, but it isn’t the first time.

However, there are others here besides her and Emma standing nearby. Brittany, Gloria, and Leslie are hovering close by. Allison feels certain they aren’t privy to Curtis’s status as a special forces soldier. She won’t point out Emma’s near blunder. The snooty cousins don’t deserve to know just how awesome Russell and his teammates are.

“So, yeah, where are we going?” Allison questions, doing her best to focus on Emma and not the man who played her body like a fiddle.

“We are going to Ripley's aquarium,” Emma says. “After that we will grab some ice cream and come back to the hotel for a swim in the pool. You’d know all of this if you’d read the?—”

“Itinerary, I know,” Allison interrupts, shaking her head. “You’re never going to let me forget it, are you?”

“Nope!” Emma says with pop. “Are you going to tell me what went on last night?” Allison’s eyes widen and dart side to side, making sure none of her cousins are close enough to overhear their conversation.

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