Hot Shot (American Royalty Book 3) by Robin Bielman

Author:Robin Bielman [Bielman, Robin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance
ISBN: 9781951786076
Publisher: Tule Publishing
Published: 2020-01-29T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Second Date

Alejandra

My first time on a boat is as I predicted: fun but nauseating.

How can I smile nonstop and feel nauseous at the same time? Easy. I’m with Drew. Add in the sun on my shoulders, a sea breeze, and dolphins popping in and out of the water in the distance, and with minimal effort, I’m okay.

What isn’t so easy is keeping my motion sickness from Drew. He doesn’t need to know I’ve thrown up in my mouth twice today. If he knows that, he won’t want to kiss me again.

And I really want to kiss him again. (Don’t worry, I’ll drink plenty of water and I have breath mints. I’m not gross.) Last night, when I’d boldly made the first move, I had no idea it would lead to pent-up sexual desires I didn’t know I had, going hog-wild in my head. I mean, I had some idea his kiss would rock my world given my attraction to him. But after having the dirtiest dream of my life last night, where Drew fulfilled my every fantasy, I’m craving more of him.

I take a deep breath and let it out slowly. Today is shaping up to be a great second date and there’s no reason to think we won’t kiss later.

Releasing the handrail, I turn and lean against it. I’m standing on the upper deck of the yacht. There are three small couches and ottomans, two of them occupied with party guests. At the front of the boat there’s more seating. The vessel has four bedrooms, a kitchen, dining room, and several comfortable spots for lounging on the deck below. Justin, the owner of the boat and Drew’s friend, is very proud of his purchase and was happy to show us every detail after we arrived.

We’ve been at sea for a little over an hour, the shoreline visible in the distance while we sail horizontal to the coast. Drew’s been at my side the whole time until now. He needed to grab something. I’m fine standing here alone in my white Capri pants, the blue striped off-the-shoulder top I bought at Target just for today, and white tennis shoes. I hope I look like a sailor even if I don’t feel like one.

A group of birds fly overhead in a V-formation. Someone laughs from across the deck. Another boat passes us going in the opposite direction, the people on board waving. I wave back.

My gaze lands on Drew next, climbing up the circular staircase, and my stomach immediately tightens. He’s so effortlessly sexy in his slim dark gray chino shorts and white T-shirt. Thick watch on his wrist, athletic shoes sans socks on his feet, windblown light brown hair and thick stubble along his chiseled jawline.

I zero in on the shape of his lips. The bow on his top lip almost reaches his full bottom lip and as far as mouths go, his is a ten on the sensual scale. A ten on the lush scale. And a ten on the taste scale.

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