Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 71289 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 356(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71289 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 356(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
“Where are you going?” Ridley called as I continued past the front door of the hotel we were staying at.
“On a walk to work out some of my stiffness,” I said, but most of the explanation was lost on the wind.
I didn’t bother to repeat myself, though.
Instead, I kept walking until I hit the back of the building, stopping when I saw a super pool on steroids.
It was beautiful, too.
It was about the size of a public pool that most would find in their communities, such as the one we had in Kilgore.
This one, though, wasn’t a boring square one like the one we had at home.
No, this one was exotic or something, that’s all I could think to say about it.
Maybe one that’d be found in the middle of Hawaii.
It had a beach entry from the back of the building that led into a lagoon colored pool which fanned out on the sides.
At the far back wall was a massive cliff made of rocks the size of a small car, and a young woman with a bikini—about the size of a doll’s—jumped off the cliff into the pool.
Her man, or who I assumed was her man, sat at the edge of the pool with a beer in his hand, talking on his phone.
Wasn’t he worried about it falling in, or getting accidentally splashed?
And why wasn’t he playing with his girlfriend instead of talking on his phone?
Seemed to me that people were too busy playing or talking on their phones instead of enjoying the life that was passing them by.
“Wow!” Annie gasped from behind me. “This is awesome!”
I nodded in agreement.
“Wish I’d have brought my suit,” I said bemusedly.
“I have one you can borrow,” Lenore, Griffin’s old lady, said.
I turned to her, eyed her petite frame, and immediately shook my head.
“Honey,” I said softly. “You’re beautiful, but your suit would never fit my ass.”
She laughed.
“Well, I have bottoms you can wear,” Annie said. “And I know my sister brought extra.”
“Brought extra what?” Tasha, another member’s old lady, asked as she, too, joined the group.
She crowded in between me and the building, though, putting her extremely close to me.
I couldn’t back up, or I’d risk backing into one of them, so I chose to stay there.
I wasn’t used to having this kind of a conversation.
I had friends, of course, but none of them really did anything with me outside of school or work.
These ladies were obviously very friendly with each other, and I’d longed to be a part of their group for a long time now.
However, now that I was here with them, I wasn’t sure what to do or say.
“Let Kitt borrow one of your tops,” she ordered, touching Tasha’s boob.
“Sorry,” she apologized. “I only brought one.”
“What?” Annie asked in surprise. “Why?”
Tasha’s lip curled up.
“Because my man thought I didn’t need more than one,” she said stubbornly, crossing her arms over her chest.
“Well then, you can wear one of my bottoms, and one of Lenore’s tops!” Annie clapped. “Problem solved.”
So that was how I ended up in a pool with all the women.
The men were all still in their jeans, boots, t-shirts, and leather cuts.
They were crowded around a table with beers in their hands or on the table.
All except Apple.
He didn’t have anything.
And his eyes were on me.
Or my boobs.
I couldn’t really tell.
I blushed and turned my head back to Alison, Peek’s wife, and smiled.
“Yeah, I think I like him,” I admitted.
Alison grinned and brought her margarita up to her mouth to take a long sip.
“Thought so,” she winked conspiringly. “He suits you.”
I grimaced.
“I might actually have a chance with him, for once,” I told her. “My brother’s a real shithead with people that he deems as ‘outsiders’,” I explained.
“Alison, what are you doing?” Peek yelled out.
Alison turned to survey her husband, her brows furrowed in confusion.
“Swimming, why?” She called back.
Peek’s eyebrow rose.
“Is that right?” He asked. “Come ‘ere.”
I loved Peek’s accent.
It was absolutely intoxicating to listen to him speak in that Irish accent of his.
I just bet it sounded sexy as hell to hear him whispering dirty things in her ear while they were having sex, which was why I completely missed the fact that my brother had stripped down to swim trunks somewhere in between my ogling another woman’s man, and then.
“Cannon ball!” Ridley screamed.
I was instantly drenched, even my hair that I’d hadn’t planned on getting wet.
“You fucker!” I hissed at my brother, launching myself at him.
Ridley was a fast cocksucker, though.
He got away from me before I could even reach out and touch him.
One second he was next to me, and the next he was all the way across the pool.
I narrowed my eyes, then did the only thing that I knew would get him over there.
I let the tears loose.
See, I had a gift.
One that had served me well over the last twenty-six and a half years.