PRESENT
Samaná,Dominican Republic
She called me Tony.
In bed.
And she misinterpreted my reaction.
She thought I was upset. Meanwhile, I tried to recall a time I must have kicked a puppy in order to earn this kind of bad karma. To have the woman of my dreams in my bed. Dressed likethat. Calling me Tony.
Wanna know what’s even better? Being awoken at eight in the morning to a content Nikki draped all over me. Her head lying on my chest, while her legs were tangled with mine. Cockblocking pillow nowhere to be found.
A perfect fit.
I didn’t dare move a muscle. I just let myself hold her in my arms while being enveloped in her sweet scent of cherries.
As soon as I felt her stir, I removed my arm from her waist. As much as it pained me to release her, I knew her reaction to being the one to break our pillow barrier would be well worth it.
Her eyelashes flutter as she slowly opens her eyes. She releases a sweet moan that adds to the strain in my boxers due to my morning wood. She nuzzles into me for a moment with a lazy smile on her face. I make sure to catalog every detail before she inevitably loses her shit.
And right on cue…
“Oh my—oh my fucking God!” she yells as she rolls off me. She doesn’t stop rolling until she’s pulled the sheets off my body, exposing the tent in my pants while simultaneously burritoing herself, and finally falling off the other side of the bed with a big thud.
She pops back up like an out of breath jack-in-the-box and points an incriminating finger my way. “I didn’t… we didn’t… that wasn’t… oh my God, cover up your massive boner!” she screeches, her cheeks taking on a deep shade of pink.
I link my hands behind my head with a shit-eating grin. “First of all, don’t shame me for basic human biology. That’s my morning wood, so I wouldn’t classify it as a sexual boner. Second of all, once you unburrito yourself, take a second to realize that you, Little Miss Nikki, were draped over me. I, along with my morning wood, was an innocent bystander. It’s okay. Take a minute. I can wait for an apology.” I smirk.
I’m scared mosquitos are going to find their way into Nikki’s gaping mouth. “Um. I-I didn’t mean…” She turns and starts to walk toward the open patio.
I jump out of bed, laughing, and catch her before she walks the plank into the ocean. “And where do you think you’re going?”
“Bottom of the ocean. I don’t think my mortification can reach me there.” She nods and makes to turn again, but I pull her into my chest instead.
“Good morning, roomie,” I say into her hair. Her goose bumps don’t go unnoticed, and my chest puffs a bit at her physical response. “I’ll order breakfast, then hang out here while you use the bathroom. But don’t take too long. You promised me a day full of fun,” I mumble in her ear.
She shakes me off and holds on to the sheets like a shield. “Order carbs. And maybe a mimosa. Better yet, a pitcher. Just go over there while you do it. Okay, bye!” She scurries off to the second-floor bathroom and closes the door behind the toilet room. The only place up there that offers any privacy.
I quickly call over for breakfast, then head back out to the patio to lie on a lounger. Somehow, this morning, the view is looking a lot more beautiful.
17
Nikki
I can’t believemy traitorous subconscious mind did me so dirty.
I was sprawled over that man like a mewling kitten. And my own kitty was almost dry humping his glorious thigh.Where the hell was my chastity pillow?
I’m clearly going to need a better system tonight.
Especially since the usually clean-shaven Antonio is now rocking some hot scruff that would probably feel delicious between my—nope.
Not going there.
Instead, I try to focus on the warm breeze and the beautiful scenery around me.
I bury my embarrassment from this morning’s wake-up call as I wait on the patio for Antonio to get ready. Or dare I say Tony?
