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yanking on my elbow, dragging me to the door.
    “Girl, what is wrong with you?” I asked as she ushered me into the hallway. “I’m ready to get downstairs, too, but—”
    “I am past ready to get lucky,” Dyanne said frankly. “Come on.”
    “Five more minutes won’t kill you. I want to make sure I look good.”
    “Why wait another minute when it’s already been nearly a year for me? Besides, I already have my eye on someone. I want to make sure no one gets to him.”
    The elevator opened, and we got on. Since we were the only ones occupying the elevator, I asked, “Who do you have your eye on?”
    Dyanne made a face. “Trevor’s brother, Jason,” she replied, as if the answer should have been obvious. “Mmm mmm mmm.”
    “Jason?”
    “Of course, you probably didn’t notice—not the way you and Trevor couldn’t take your eyes off of each other. Trevor is clearly hot for you.”
    “You think so?” I asked, but I knew. I wasn’t stupid. We’d talked nonstop during the ten-minute trip, my lust for him growing with each minute that passed. I’d watched the way his mouth moved as he’d talked, wondering how his lips would feel on my pussy. On my nipples. Making their way up my inner thigh. By the time I’d arrived at the hotel, I’d had to change my panties, that’s how wet I’d gotten.
    “Oh, come on,” Dyanne said. “You must have noticed. You’re not still thinking about Let’s-take-a-break Owen—are you?”
    Was I still thinking about the man who had broken my heart with his inability to commit? Surprisingly, I wasn’t. I had a new object of affection.
    “No,” I told Dyanne. “The only man I’m thinking about is Trevor. How do I look?”
    “Hot.” She grinned. “Ooh, girl. He won’t be able to keep his hands off of you.”
    “That’s what I’m hoping.”
     

    Downstairs, we headed right for the pool. It was an eye-opener for me—literally. Even in a two-piece bathing suit that showed more skin than it covered, I suddenly felt overdressed.
    “This certainly isn’t Blue Bay,” I commented to Dyanne as we got to the pool’s deck. Female breasts jiggled as women played volleyball in the shallow end of the water. Nipples of various sizes and ages were exposed to the sun by women lying on lounge chairs. And many of the females at the bar flaunted their bare breasts to the bartenders’ content.
    “Not Blue Bay at all,” Dyanne agreed, and promptly loosened the tie at the neck of her bikini top.
    “Dyanne!” I admonished in a hushed tone. I stared at her in shock as her small breasts came free. “What are you doing?”
    “When in Rome…” she said, and chuckled.
    I’ll admit, there was a small part of me that was tempted to take off my top too. If for no other reason than to excite Trevor when he saw me. But when I got naked, I wanted it to be for Trevor’s eyes only.
    “Oh, look,” Dyanne said. “There’s Jason.” Her face lit up as though she’d never seen a cute guy before. “And Trevor .”
    Dyanne waved. Trevor and Jason, who were standing on the pool deck watching the water volleyball game, waved back, the smiles on their faces surely a little larger because of Dyanne’s naked boobs.
    Trevor and Jason were half-naked, too, their T-shirts gone. They started toward us, and I allowed myself to shamelessly drink in the sight of their sexy torsos through my dark sunglasses. Well-defined arms, strong pecs and washboard abs. Both were attractive, no doubt about it, but my sexual connection was with Trevor. Something about him excited me. Maybe it was the way he looked at me, so brazenly, his eyes telling me that he wanted to get me naked.
    When Trevor and his brother reached us, Dyanne promptly threw her arms around Jason’s neck. I found myself watching the way her breasts flattened against his naked chest. Did the close contact arouse her, I wondered? The intimate skin-to-skin touch with a hot stranger?
    I flinched when I felt Trevor’s hand on my arm, and