“No way.”
“Yup, turns out that Jules took you guys to the beach deliberately that night Nick was surfing. She knew he would be there, and then Nanna had told Old Man Campbell to send Nick in to get some cupcakes that morning.”
“But why did she tell me she thought Nick was going to be my husband—” I slapped my hand to my mouth.
“Ohh what?”
“She never actually said Nick’s name.” I smiled as I shook my head. “She was staring at both of you, and I assumed she meant Nick because she was telling him to take me on a date, but it was all a part of her evil plan wasn’t it?” I laughed.
“Yup, she just wanted to make me jealous so I’d react.” He chuckled. “I guess it worked.”
“I guess it did.” I paused for a few seconds. “How do you know all of this, by the way?”
“Jules came to see me.”
“What? No way!” I gawked at him.
“Yup.” He grinned as he nodded. “She’s not such a bad egg, is she?”
“No, she’s not. She’s my best friend.” I nodded. “I can’t tell you how shocked I am right now.”
“Maybe you can tell me afterward.”
“Afterward?”
“After we make love in the water.” He kissed my neck. “I’ve always wanted to make love in the ocean.”
“I have a feeling that might be against city ordinances.” I gave him a wicked grin as he ran his hand up the inside of my dress.
“I have an in with law enforcement,” he whispered as his fingers found my panties. “If we get caught, I’ll take care of it.”
“Oh, really?” I gasped as his fingers slipped down the insides of my panties and rubbed me.
“You got another pair?” His eyes widened as he realized there was a hole in the front of the panties I was wearing.
“I figured we had so much fun with the first pair, why not get another, just in case.” I grinned at him and then moaned as he pushed me back into the sand and buried his head between my legs, his tongue quickly finding the hole in my new panties and licking me up.
“Smart girl,” he said.
I moaned as his tongue continued to tease me. He then pulled my dress down and kissed the side of my neck. “By the way, the bet is off. There is no way I’m letting another man kiss you.”
“That’s fine, but I already kinda have another date. Turns out Nick or someone else donated ten thousand dollars so that Nick can go on a date with me.”
“I don’t know or care who that was, but I will bid ten thousand and one to stop that from happening.” Jeff pulled me up onto my feet. “You’re mine, Betsy. All mine, and everybody in town is going to know it.”
“I love you, Jeff,” I said with a contented smile as he pulled me into his arms.
“I love you more, Betsy. Always have and always will. You’re closer to me than my own heart, and I don’t want you to ever forget it.”
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Chapter 19
Excerpt from To My First And Last One Night Stand
Marco
“Te amo, mami.”
I winked at the blonde as she ran her hands down my chest. This was the second time I’d seen her at the bar, the first time I’d actually bothered chatting her up.
“I love it when you speak Italiano to me,” she purred, fluttering her long eyelashes at me, her big brown eyes fucking me with her gaze. “You’re so sexy.”
“It’s Spanish, but whatever.”
I let her unbutton my shirt, one button at a time, her fingernails grazing my skin. Some of the other patrons were staring at us wondering how I got to be the lucky bastard with a sexy blonde practically giving me a lap dance.
“Say something in Spanish to me again.” She pushed her breasts against my arm.
“A darle que es mole de olla,” I said in my sexiest voice, knowing she had no idea that I was telling her to start working with energy and enthusiasm. I looked down at my throbbing cock.
“Si, papi.”
She did a little dance in front of me. Her hips were a bit stiff, but nothing I couldn’t work with. For one night, at least.
“Do you know what I just said?” I cocked my head to the side as her fingers made their way down to my crotch and ran over my bulge.
“No, but I don’t care. Whatever you said, I’m cool with.” She winked.
“Oh, yeah?” I ran my hands through my short dark hair. “I said I want you to blow me.”
She didn’t even blink. “Now? In the bathroom?”
“Nah.” I shook my head and looked at the bartender, who was pretending to not stare at us. “Shamus, another gin.”
“Sure, Marco.”
He grabbed a bottle from the top shelf and poured a generous amount into a glass before handing it to me. I grabbed the glass and down the smooth liquid in one deep gulp.
“I would love a vodka and sprite.” The blonde gave me a wicked smile. “It would get me ready to take you in my mouth.”
“The bartender’s right there.” I shrugged. I never wasted my money on gold diggers and sluts. I didn’t have to. They usually did what I wanted for free.
“Oh.” She looked taken aback. “I guess I don’t need a drink. What do you want me to do now, big boy?”
“I already told you.” I was starting to get bored. I stared at my watch. It was already eleven p.m. “Look I have to leave in a little bit. I’ve got an early flight.”
“Oh?” She pouted as she leaned in and kissed the side of my neck.
“I’m going up to SF to visit my sister tomorrow.” I grimaced. “I’m going to meet her new
