“It’s fun, right?” JP asks when he walks up. “Hook Shot. Get it?”
I don’t want to kiss him or Chase or whomever has the other boot. The only person I’d want to kiss has a button. And I’m tired of watching Chase run after her all night. Even now he’s caressing Lotus’s bare arm and sliding his hand down her back as low as it can decently go without grabbing her ass. He’s agitating me.
“No one has to kiss. Only those who want,” JP says, leaning forward and inviting me to laugh with him. “Some like to watch.”
“Yeah, JP, I think I’m gonna. . .” I stop when I see what he clutches loosely in his hand.
Maybe this night is salvageable.
“So you asked what you need to do to sign me for the watches, right?”
The speculative gleam in JP’s eyes brightens and he nods slowly.
“Oui,” he replies with a grin. “Tell me how.”
3
Lotus
“Chase, I said no.” I inject some steel since he doesn’t seem to be getting the hint.
“Why not, Lo?” He cages me against the bathroom counter with his body.
“I don’t have to give you a reason except I don’t want to.” I shake my hands dry since he’s blocking the towel. “I’ve tried to be nice, but you following me in here is not okay.”
“We had a good thing.” He kisses my neck and cups my breast, finding the ring piercing my nipple and squeezing.
“Get the fuck off.” Space in the below deck bathroom is tight. When I shove him, his back hits the door.
“Are you crazy?” Chase snaps, voice low and his face reddening. “You want people to hear?”
“Touch me one more time and everyone will know ‘cause I’ll be kicking your pasty ass all up and down the observation deck.” I step to the door he’s blocking. “Move.”
“Tell me what I did,” he says, his voice and frown softening. “I know it was good for you, too, so why—”
“Chase, I just want something else right now.”
“Someone else?”