Third Chances (Men Of Manhattan #2) - Ivy Smoak Page 0,28
friends, not to hook up with strangers. So how about you get these bracelets off of me and we can go our separate ways?"
That definitely wasn't going to happen. "Okay, beautiful. I'll distract Javier while you steal the cards."
"What?" She stopped right before we got to the front desk.
"Just follow my lead." I walked up to Javier and leaned against the counter. "Hey, Javier."
"What can I do for you, Mr. Hunter?"
"I was just wondering what your iguana policy is?"
I saw Daphne put her hand over her mouth out of the corner of my eye.
"Our iguana policy?" Javier asked.
"Yeah."
"Um...we don't usually allow pets on the premises."
"Right, right. But I just caught this iguana outside, and I'd really love to keep it."
"Well, how big is it?"
"Oh, it's really big. The biggest one I've ever seen."
Daphne laughed and then immediately clasped her hands over her mouth again.
Javier turned around, but Daphne had just ducked. He looked back at me. "If you want I can call the manager to see if..."
"No! I mean, no that's okay."
Daphne had just reached her hand toward the stack of cards which was sitting right by the phone.
"So, you don't want to keep the iguana?" Javier asked.
Daphne successfully grabbed a stack of cards.
"Nope, I've changed my mind. I'll just kill it." I tapped the counter and went to go follow her.
"Mr. Hunter, killing animals in this rainforest is illegal. Mr. Hunter!" Javier called after me.
But I was already running up to Daphne. I quickly grabbed the cards out of her hand before she got a chance to swipe any of them over her bracelets.
"What the heck! Those are mine!"
I lifted them up in the air so she couldn't reach. She tried to jump to grab them, but I just held them up even higher and enjoyed the view of her tits bouncing.
"They're mine now," I said.
"But I'm the one that stole them."
"Yeah, because of my awesome plan and distraction."
"Asking about their iguana policy? That wasn't a good distraction."
"I believe I saw you laughing."
"Because it was so ridiculous."
"Mhm. Let's see what we have here." I picked up the first card. "Get topless."
"It does not say that."
"Actually it does. Oh, how about this one? Skinny dipping in the pool."
"You're making those up."
I held them out for her to prove that I wasn't lying.
"Don't you dare make me do those. I'll never speak to you again."
I shrugged. "I thought you were already done speaking to me?"
"If you promise not to use any of the dirty ones on me, we can still be on speaking terms."
"And hang out for the rest of the time we're both here?"
She rolled her eyes. "I have bachelorette party duties. But outside of them, sure, we can hang out."
"Okay, deal." I put my hand out for her to shake.
"I feel like this is another trick." She eyed my hand skeptically.
"No trick, beautiful."
She looked up into my eyes. I had the urge to press her back against a wall again and do more than kissing. But I was just about to get her exactly where I wanted her. Luckily for me, I had a great poker face.
"Fine. Deal." She shook my hand.
"That's great," I said, "because I already promised to give all the dirtiest ones to Matt."
"What?"
"When we switched places for the sunscreen application, I told him I'd swipe some cards from the front desk and give him the dirtiest ones."
"You did trick me." She lightly slapped my arm.
"Yeah, maybe. But now I only get to..." I picked up another card. "Snuggle with you. So, you're welcome."
She glanced at the card in my hand. "We don't know each other. I'm not snuggling with you." She walked past me.
I laughed at the card I had just picked up. "How about you give me a hand job instead then?"
She started laughing. "Keep dreaming, Rob," she said over her shoulder.
That was something else I loved. The challenge of turning a no into a yes. After an awesome snuggling session she'd be eager to give me that hand job and then some. Besides, I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to get to know her. I found her attitude extremely refreshing.
Her ass was pretty amazing too.
Chapter 11
Daphne
Rob was right about me. So right that it stung. I hadn't even thought about how vulnerable falling in love left me. I was used to doing whatever I wanted every day, however I wanted. I was used to being in control. Am I really avoiding love?