Page 31 of OneTime Lovers
Laughing together, we continue toward the main resort building, where Trudy is waiting for us. She is staying in one of the hotel-style rooms in a wing of the main building rather than the bungalows.
With a quick hello, we decide to skip the full buffet breakfast and instead order takeout coffees and croissants to eat by the pool.
Finding three loungers overlooking the ocean we sit cross-legged facing each other as I fill the girls in on what happened between Scott and me last night. I gloss over the intimate moments, but they get enough of an idea about myone-timedeal with Scott to weigh in on the subject.
“Are you crazy? Why are you not jumping at the chance of one more time?” Trudy asks, astonished I would even consider not having another night of great sex. But this is the girl who is currently in some sort offriends with benefitsrelationship with Blake’s older brother Hunter, so it’s not surprising she sees it all in black and white.
“I mean, last night was earth-shatteringly good. Wouldn’t it be more sensible to tuck the memory away and move on as friends of friends?” I voice the question which has me wondering if it would be a good idea to have another hookup with Scott.
I tend to be a spur of the moment kind of girl and to hell with the consequences. But as I get older, I want to be wiser in my choices, especially when it comes to men. My sensible friends make a good sounding board for my crazier adventures.
Lily turns to look at me. “I guess, if you think you can’t handle another night.” Hah, she knows I can’t resist a challenge.
I laugh out loud with the memory of my handling of Scott last night … and this morning. “He is a lot of man to handle that’s for sure,” I tell her, waggling my eyebrows.
Trudy takes a sip of coffee then says, “Jas, if it’s just a vacation fling, I say keep on flinging.”
“It’s definitely only a fun fling and I’m sure Scott feels the same.” Well, I think he sees this just as a bit of fun and nothing more once we leave the island. I like to keep my vacation flings, on vacation where they belong and a long way away from real life.
“Good, as I don’t want to see you get hurt.” The sadness clouding her eyes makes me wonder if she’s still talking about me and Scott or if things aren’t going so well between her and Hunter.
“Trudy, is everything okay between you and Hunter?” I ask, worried about my friend.
“Of course. All good,” she says quickly, dismissing my question with a casual wave of her hand. Lily and I exchange a look that says, she isn’t believing Trudy’s words either. But one thing is obvious, Trudy doesn’t want to talk about it, yet. When she’s ready she knows her girl support team is only a text away, we’ve got her back.
We continue talking quietly about yesterday’s wedding, and as we’re finishing our breakfast, Scott, Ben, and Parker walk out onto the pool deck like some pumped-up hunky models strutting across a stage.
Great, just what I don’t need, Scott stripping down for a swim in the pool. As if I’m not having enough trouble already ignoring the images etched into my memory of his hot naked body.
The guys, led by Ben, walk over to the loungers right next to ours.
“Ladies, you don’t mind if we join you?” Ben asks, dropping his things on a lounger, not waiting for a response.
I can’t read Scott’s eyes behind his aviators, but I get the impression he would have preferred to have taken a lounger further away, instead of the one he is forced to take closest to mine. Maybe he’s struggling to forget our naughty sexy times too.
“Sure, please do,” Lily says, looking at me warily. I shrug casually, there’s no need for us to be tiptoeing around secretively with our friends, we’re all consenting adults. Besides, Scott did tell me last night about his chat with Blake and Ben yesterday. So, I guess all our friends now know what we did last night.
One by one the guys strip off their shirts, capturing the attention of Lily, Trudy, and me. All three of them are impressively built men. Scott grins at me when he catches me checking out his body for the second time today and all I can do is roll my eyes.
Thankfully, Scott keeps his boardshorts on today as he walks over to the pool and performs one of his perfect dives into the sparkling glassy water.
My eyes track his progress behind the cover of my sunglasses. The challenge now, will be keeping my hands off Scott in public until I meet him later this afternoon. And I’ll certainly be meeting him this afternoon to continue my best ever vacation fling.
Ben and Parker follow Scott into the water with more splash than diving skill. Ben calls to us to join them.
I turn to the girls. “C’mon, girls, I need a cool down after that display of male hotness.” Then start to remove my loose dress, revealing a black bikini. I can already feel Scott’s eyes skimming my body as I walk to the edge of the pool. It’s like I have a sixth sense where the man is concerned, instinctively knowing when his eyes are following me.
No sooner have I surfaced from my dive, than Scott is swimming over to me in the deeper end of the pool. Treading water within arm’s length, he growls low for my ears only, “You have a nice dive.”
“Really, and you are telling me this because …” I taunt, although from the look in his eye I know exactly why he notices how I dive, and it’s got nothing to do with skill and everything to do with form.
“Because I find your graceful movements in and out of the water very sexy, and I’d like to have another opportunity to show you how good our bodies can be together.”
Below the water I feel him run his hand down over my hip and a zap of reaction shoots through my veins. The touch of his hand on my skin is in no way diluted by the water. If anything, it’s more sensual.
“That’s not playing fair, I could still be thinking about your offer of one more time.” He laughs, closing the gap between us.
I can feel his erection brushing up against my thigh as he whispers in my ear, “I think we both know, one-time is never going to be enough.”
