“I swear I still have a scar on my balls from that. I singed a bunch of my pubes right off. Dumbest thing I think I ever did.” Grant laughs.
“Wow. Is this what men talk about when women aren’t around?” Nessa asks, going right to her man.
I turn, not caring about a single one of the other women. All I care about is Katie.
She looks gorgeous. Even with that ugly-looking dress, she shines. Holding out my hand to her, I smile when she takes it.
I pull her closer until I can grip her hips, guiding her onto my lap.
“You’re not dressed,” she whispers to me.
I lean in, kissing her lips. After a moment, I pull back.
“I can put it on right now if you want.”
I trail my hand up her knee under the dress. She blushes, but she doesn’t stop me.
“I would rather you be embarrassed with me,” she admits softly.
I move her to stand, standing behind her. Then I grab the shirt Grant handed me. I tear the tag off, putting it on. The others look at me weird but don’t question it. When I sit back down, pulling Katie with me, everyone laughs.
“I’ve never seen you so possessive over a girl, Dom. What about my sister makes you lose all sense?” Nessa calls out.
I don’t look at her, meeting Katie’s eyes instead. “I don’t know, but I’m addicted.”
Her eyes shine as she takes my compliment. Then she turns back to the conversation the group is having.
I ignore it, happy to be here with my girl in my arms.
Could life get any better?
21
DAY ELEVEN: NASSAU, BAHAMAS
Dinner last nightturned out to be entertaining. Not only did the staff perform a little dance, getting us up to dance with them, but everyone seemed happy. Even Barrett kept his comments to a minimum, instead focusing on Candice.
Candice was a surprise as well. She apologized for talking bad about Dominic before when she came to the suite with the girls to get ready. I thought she might have been faking it, but after spending a couple hours with her, I realized she’s really not what I made her out to be.
Kind of like someone else I know.
It seems I have been making some snap judgments about people without truly getting to know someone. I used to pride myself on not being judgmental, but now I see I was wrong.
After we finished dinner, I figured everyone would want to split off, but instead, we all went to one of the playlist productions on board the ship. It was like a live musical. We sang and danced in our seats together.
I had more fun than I anticipated.
So much so that by the time Dominic pulled my ass into bed, I passed out instead of seducing him like I wanted to do.
So waking up this morning with Dominic between my legs as I screamed out his name was a pleasant surprise. One that I returned immediately, making sure he felt my appreciation.
“What are you thinking about?” Dominic asks me, pulling me into his side.
I feel my cheeks heat. “Nothing.”
“She’s lying,” Nessa singsongs. “That blush says she was thinking about your cock.”
“Jesus, babe. Can you only talk about my cock, please?” Grant whines.
