She narrowed her eyes. “Think I just got my first serious girl crush.”
He laughed. “On Bubbles? Jesus, I’m gonna have to get you out of Vegas soon. You’re starting to fit in here.”
“Didn’t know this place was Titty City. Don’t you think she looks sort of hot?”
“I’m trying to look at her face, Riley, I swear to God. It’s just—those boobs. It’s like a train wreck. I can’t make myself look away.”
She laughed. “Men. So typical. Come on. Let’s see if she knows where Bella is.”
They approached the woman as she appeared to be offering her services to a tiny bald man who was sweating profusely.
“Excuse me,” Riley said. Bubbles turned. The hooker’s gaze landed on Riley for a split second before it flew to Aaron.
“Well, now. Hello there,” Bubbles purred at Aaron. Riley grinned as her new husband blushed under the hooker’s intense scrutiny. Bubbles looked back at the bald man, dismissing him. “Sorry honey. Just got a better offer. Adios.”
As she spoke, she wiggled her fingers in a short wave. The bald man sighed heavily before walking away. Riley felt sorry for the poor man who looked as if his beloved puppy had just been run over by a truck.
“I think you may have misunderstood,” Aaron said, trying to warn Bubbles she was sending away her paycheck. “We’re not here to, um…” He looked at Riley for help and she laughed at the utter panic on his face.
“My friend isn’t propositioning you for sex,” Riley explained.
Bubbles grinned and Riley sucked in a breath. The woman had perfect white teeth, and again she was struck by her beauty.
Shit. Shewasgoing loopy in this freaking city.
“Maybe he’d like a sample before he throws away what I’m offering.” Bubbles took a step closer—all that was required to leave her chest a hairsbreadth away from Aaron.
“Miss, um—” Aaron started.
“Bubbles,bebé. Everybody calls me Bubbles.” As she spoke, she thrust her bubbles closer, her erect nipples brushing against Aaron’s T-shirt. He took a giant step back but Bubbles was undaunted, following him. Riley fought back the laughter Aaron’s terrified face stirred in her.
“Bubbles.” Riley tried to draw the woman’s attention toward her in an attempt to save Aaron. “Hello, over here,” she said, waving her hands.
Bubbles turned and Riley sensed it was the first time the woman really saw her. “You can play too,chica. There’s plenty of Bubbles to go around.”
“I can see that,” Riley said, “but we’re really not interested in sex.”
The hooker narrowed her eyes in disbelief. “Oh, you can’t lie to Bubbles,chica. You expect me to believe you’re walking around with this sexy number and you’renotthinking about gettin’ in that big boy’s pants? Sell that shit to somebody else.”
Riley glanced at Aaron and had to admit the woman had a point. She was so hot for him, she felt as if she could spontaneously combust on the spot.
Jesus, when did life become so complicated? She’d spent twenty years with Aaron and never felt a ripple of desire. Now it was as if every wasted second of the past two decades was crashing in on her at once and she needed to fuck him or die in the attempt.
She tore her attention away from Aaron, who was now grinning delightedly since Bubbles’ attention had turned toward her.
Revenge was such a sweet thing.
“Oh Bubbles, the dirty, nasty things I want to do with Aaron andtoAaron would makeyoublush. I just think it’s more correct to say we’re not interested in a threesome.”
Aaron groaned at her words and Riley laughed when he adjusted his jeans. “Dammit, Riley,” he muttered.
Bubbles’ eyebrows rose and Riley suspected she’d earned the woman’s respect. “Don’t knock it ’til you’ve tried it, sweetheart.”
Riley considered her comment for a moment and then glanced at Aaron. A threesome might be fun.
“No,” he said quickly, obviously seeing where Riley’s thoughts had wandered.
Bubbles turned her attention back to him, but before she could speak, Aaron cut her off. “My wife and I are here on our honeymoon,” he told her. “Hell, I haven’t even had a chance to have sex withheryet, so you can both forget the threesome thing.”