“Come here often?”
Rayna snorted and choked as her drink went down the wrong way.
“Was it something I said?”
Rayna turned, red-faced, to the moron on the barstool next to her. As she continued to choke, she wondered if she’d die a victim of an overused line.
When she could finally breathe again, Rayna turned to her unwanted companion and glanced up and down his body. From his greasy balding head to the old penny loafers on his feet, his appearance screamed used car salesman, and judging by the gaudy rings on his fingers and chains around his neck, he was a throw back to an era she’d just missed and didn’t want to experience.
A quick glance around showed an almost empty room. There were several tables with groups of men and women, but nothing that looked more promising. At least not until her eyes landed on the most delicious man she’d ever seen. And he was sitting at a nearby table. He grinned at her when he saw he had her attention. When she smiled back, he looked at the moron next to her and rolled his eyes. With a barely noticeable movement, he gestured to the seat next to him. Rayna sighed in relief and grabbed her drink and purse.
“Looks like my friend has arrived. Catch ya later.”
Before she could walk away, the moron grabbed her arm and said, “That guy’s been sitting there since I came in.”
“Oh really?” Rayna forced a smile. “But I hadn’t seen him until now. Sorry, but I can’t keep him waiting any longer.”
“Why didn’t he just come up to you and tell you he was here?”
“Maybe he didn’t see me. Goodbye.”
Rayna walked away from him as fast as she could in the short skirt and high heels, and gratefully sat down at the table. Her savior had thick black hair cut in a messy style. A lose strand fell down in front of his right eye. Her palm itched to touch it, to see if his hair felt as soft and silky as it looked.
“Come here often?” he asked with a quirk of his eyebrows.
Rayna felt the weight on her chest loosen as she gave into to the sensation of genuine laughter at his overused pick up line.
“You look surprised. Why is that?” He leaned close.
Rayna drew in a deep breath, inhaling the delicious scent of male and spice. Damn, he was heady. She considered what to say. He looked like an intelligent man, so there was no sense playing any games. “I haven’t had a laugh that good in a long time.”
“Your life has been filled with sadness?” As he talked he slid one hand across the table and took her hand in his. His thumb brushed back and forth over her knuckles as he nodded toward the bar. “A little show for your ardent admirer.”
“Oh, ok.” She smiled and tried not to let him see how the small touch affected her. He was a total stranger, yet his touch, his smile, and his scent – what was it?
Sandalwood? –made her feel things she’d thought were long buried.
He shifted in his seat and leaned forward. “We could take our drinks outside and give him the slip. What do you say?”
Rayna studied him. She couldn’t have asked for a more handsome man to hook up with this weekend. When her friends had suggested this get away, she’d jumped at the opportunity. She’d hoped to break free of her repressive nature, and where better than on a tropical island sex resort.
If this gorgeous specimen was a hint of things to come, she could finally get some relief for all the pent up desires she’d kept hidden. If her friends knew of her secret yearnings they’d think she was sick and twisted, something she often joked about with them. In reality she wanted a man willing to experiment and try new things. Every time she’d tried to broach the subject of bondage or pain play all of her men had run screaming, forcing her to keep her fantasies hidden. Now that she’d become successful and secured her position in the company, it was time to think about settling down. Before she did that, Rayna wanted some fun. This weekend was going to be more than relaxing. She was an adult. This was a sex resort. People came here for one reason, and one reason only. But it didn’t mean he was into the kinkier things that she wanted to try.
“I’d love to. Do you have anywhere special in mind?”