Page 4 of Love Without Control

I laughed at that. My bestie had the face of an angel, with delicate features and wide crystal aqua eyes. That mouth of hers though… It was comical hearing those words come from her sweet face in that melodic voice of hers.

“How are things going with you and Bryan?” I asked, leaning forward and lowering my voice as my eyes darted toward her laptop. “And was that hot-as-sin sex scene based on actual experience with him?”

She laughed. “Oh hell no. Bry has a big dick, but he’s still learning how to use it effectively. It’s just kind of in-out-in-out procedure without any real finesse at this point. We’ll get there though.”

“He’s only twenty-one. Plenty of time to let his sexual prowess mature.” I lifted my arms over my head in a long stretch before cautiously saying, “He’s got a lot of maturing to do in several areas.”

“No doubt. His parents did everything for him growing up. I’m convinced he would have died by now if he didn’t have good roommates when he moved off to college. The other day, he told me his dad informed him it was time for an oil change, but he didn’t know where to go or what to do.” She rolled her eyes with a dramatic flair. “I, on the other hand, learned to change the oil in a car when I was twelve in my dad’s shop.”

I snickered. “You’re like Marisa Tomei inMy Cousin Vinny.”

“Oh my god, she was such a boss biotch in that movie. I love her!”

“Me too,” I said, stifling a yawn. “I think I’m going to hit the sack.”

“What are we doing tomorrow?” Juli asked, taking my seat in front of her laptop when I stood.

“Beach day, and then the resort is hosting the bonfire and beach party tomorrow night.”

“Oooh, that’s going to be so much fun. I think I’m going to bang out another chapter before bed.”

“Will Book Evie be doing any banging?” I asked, wiggling my eyebrows at her.

“Oh girl, I’m gonna do you right. Book Evie is about to get bent over every flat surface in that restaurant.”

I laughed and headed toward the door to go up to my room on the seventh floor. “I can’t wait to live vicariously through my fictional namesake. See you tomorrow, Jules.”

She gave me a distracted wave as she trained her eyes on the screen in front of her, already lost in her writing process.

Chapter 2

“WhywasEmersynsogrumpy today?” Juliette asked me in my room the next evening as we got ready for the beach party.

I fingered through the beach waves in my caramel hair before pinning a purple flower clip over one ear. “She didn’t get any sleep. Mady brought some dude back to the room, and he apparently made rhinoceros noises while fucking.”

My friend burst into laughter while matching my hairstyle with a light-blue flower in her blonde hair. “I can see where that would be distracting.”

“She called me about three in the morning and asked if she could come sleep in my room. I told her of course.”

The Papadopoulos twins shared a double room on the sixth floor, Juli and Arya’s was on the third, and Holly and I both had single rooms on the seventh. I wouldn’t have minded sharing with Holly, but I think she’d wanted her privacy. Probably so she could bring her own rhino man to her room without disturbing me. Very thoughtful of her, in my opinion.

“That was nice of you,” Juli said, straightening the cups of her sky-blue bikini top. “These sarongs and swimsuits are hot as hell. Tell your dad thank you.”

“He said to send pics of us wearing them for the company’s Facebook page.Bouvierhas only recently started making swimwear, and they’re marketing them toward people our age.”

“Well, let’s get pics before we get all glassy-eyed. Wouldn’t be good for Paul Bouvier’s daughter to look like she’s snockered in the posts.”

“Agreed. Because I plan to drink all the margaritas tonight.”

“This one or this one?” I asked Juliette, handing her my phone.

“The first one,” she replied with a firm nod of her head. “Mady’s eyes are half closed in the second one. Also, your phone looks like something out ofThe Jetsons. I can’t believe how clear these photos are.”

“It’s called an iPhone,” I informed her. “It’s made by Apple.”

“I’ve heard of them, but they’re way out of my price range. And you can just send that pic to your dad with your phone?” Her voice was incredulous.

“Yep, by email or text message.”

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