further.”
“Thanks for that, by the way.”
“Did you use it?” Zoe’s sly grin turned positively evil. “Is your mystery stud-muffin
into a little bondage? Maybe a spanking or two?”
“We’re more vanilla than whipped cream,” Allegra said, quite liking the idea of tying
Jett up and having him at her mercy. In fact, she had every intention of peeking into
that kit and seeing what she could use to push the boundaries. Being lucky enough
to have a chance to explore her long-suppressed sexuality, she wanted to make it count.
Zoe screwed up her nose. “Bor-ing.”
“Trust me, there’s nothing remotely boring about Jett.”
“Aha. The stud-muffin has a name.”
Damn. Allegra hadn’t meant that to slip out.
“So does Jett live up to his name and fire on all cylinders like a jet engine?”
Allegra groaned. “That’s a woeful pun.”
“Whatever.” Zoe shrugged. “But if you’re not using that kit, once we’ve secured this
campaign, maybe I can put it to good use.”
“What happened to the dildo model? And Jose, the flutist?”
Zoe made a gagging sound. “Jose was obsessed with the flute in his pants but had no
idea how to play it. Same with Dildo Dick.”
Allegra laughed. She could never keep track of Zoe’s guys but enjoyed hearing her
friend’s acerbic take on their shortcomings.
“So you’re single again and loving it?”
“Yep.” Zoe rubbed her hands together. “Ready to find me a real man this time, one
who’s up for some hot island nights.”
Allegra was in favor of a little hot-island-night action, too.
But first, she had a presentation to nail.
…
Two hours later, Allegra and Zoe had traded their power suits for swimsuits and were
lounging at the poolside bar, sipping celebratory mai tais.
Not that Allegra was jumping ahead of herself, but securing an opportunity to pitch
to Kai Kaluna for the resorts’ advertising was a major get.
“Did you see the way he sat forward when we mentioned using the sex angle to sell
the resorts?” Zoe stabbed at a floating strawberry with a cocktail stick. “We had
him eating out of our hands.”
Allegra nodded, more circumspect in her assessment of the situation. “Yeah, but he
wasn’t overly enthusiastic about the prelims.”
“That’s because we haven’t sexed them up enough.” Zoe sipped at her cocktail, her
beguiling mix of innocent pixie—wide brown eyes, spiked caramel-tipped brown hair,
and elfin features—and badass attitude evidenced in her skimpy gold bikini, squared
shoulders, and lush, glossed mouth, drawing interested gazes from groups of guys clustered
around the bar. “Men like sex. Kai Kaluna’s no different.”
Now that Allegra had met the man, she wasn’t so sure. “For a Fortune 500 billionaire
with resorts in the hot spots around the world, he seemed pretty reserved.”
Zoe rolled her eyes. “Trust me. All guys have sex on the brain. If we make Kai’s resorts
look like the place to be to indulge in a little afternoon delight, he’ll lap it up and people
will flock.”
“Hope you’re right.” Allegra raised her glass. “We have two days to make the pitch
of our lives.”
“I’ll drink to that.” Zoe clinked glasses with Allegra’s a moment before she felt
the heat of someone standing too close behind her.
“Celebrating?” Jett ducked down to place a kiss on her neck and a shiver of pleasure
rippled through her. Pleasure soon tempered by a frisson of fear with the dawning
realization that she hadn’t warned Zoe not to say anything about their pitch in case
they ran into Jett.
“Something like that,” Allegra said, shooting Zoe a warning glare as her friend held
out her hand.
“You must be Jett.”
He shook Zoe’s hand and nodded. “Pleased to meet you…?”
“Zoe Keaton.” Zoe held Jett’s hand a fraction too long. “And I’m very pleased to meet
you.”
Jett laughed as he extracted his hand. “So you’re the lady
“Thanks for that, by the way.”
“Did you use it?” Zoe’s sly grin turned positively evil. “Is your mystery stud-muffin
into a little bondage? Maybe a spanking or two?”
“We’re more vanilla than whipped cream,” Allegra said, quite liking the idea of tying
Jett up and having him at her mercy. In fact, she had every intention of peeking into
that kit and seeing what she could use to push the boundaries. Being lucky enough
to have a chance to explore her long-suppressed sexuality, she wanted to make it count.
Zoe screwed up her nose. “Bor-ing.”
“Trust me, there’s nothing remotely boring about Jett.”
“Aha. The stud-muffin has a name.”
Damn. Allegra hadn’t meant that to slip out.
“So does Jett live up to his name and fire on all cylinders like a jet engine?”
Allegra groaned. “That’s a woeful pun.”
“Whatever.” Zoe shrugged. “But if you’re not using that kit, once we’ve secured this
campaign, maybe I can put it to good use.”
“What happened to the dildo model? And Jose, the flutist?”
Zoe made a gagging sound. “Jose was obsessed with the flute in his pants but had no
idea how to play it. Same with Dildo Dick.”
Allegra laughed. She could never keep track of Zoe’s guys but enjoyed hearing her
friend’s acerbic take on their shortcomings.
“So you’re single again and loving it?”
“Yep.” Zoe rubbed her hands together. “Ready to find me a real man this time, one
who’s up for some hot island nights.”
Allegra was in favor of a little hot-island-night action, too.
But first, she had a presentation to nail.
…
Two hours later, Allegra and Zoe had traded their power suits for swimsuits and were
lounging at the poolside bar, sipping celebratory mai tais.
Not that Allegra was jumping ahead of herself, but securing an opportunity to pitch
to Kai Kaluna for the resorts’ advertising was a major get.
“Did you see the way he sat forward when we mentioned using the sex angle to sell
the resorts?” Zoe stabbed at a floating strawberry with a cocktail stick. “We had
him eating out of our hands.”
Allegra nodded, more circumspect in her assessment of the situation. “Yeah, but he
wasn’t overly enthusiastic about the prelims.”
“That’s because we haven’t sexed them up enough.” Zoe sipped at her cocktail, her
beguiling mix of innocent pixie—wide brown eyes, spiked caramel-tipped brown hair,
and elfin features—and badass attitude evidenced in her skimpy gold bikini, squared
shoulders, and lush, glossed mouth, drawing interested gazes from groups of guys clustered
around the bar. “Men like sex. Kai Kaluna’s no different.”
Now that Allegra had met the man, she wasn’t so sure. “For a Fortune 500 billionaire
with resorts in the hot spots around the world, he seemed pretty reserved.”
Zoe rolled her eyes. “Trust me. All guys have sex on the brain. If we make Kai’s resorts
look like the place to be to indulge in a little afternoon delight, he’ll lap it up and people
will flock.”
“Hope you’re right.” Allegra raised her glass. “We have two days to make the pitch
of our lives.”
“I’ll drink to that.” Zoe clinked glasses with Allegra’s a moment before she felt
the heat of someone standing too close behind her.
“Celebrating?” Jett ducked down to place a kiss on her neck and a shiver of pleasure
rippled through her. Pleasure soon tempered by a frisson of fear with the dawning
realization that she hadn’t warned Zoe not to say anything about their pitch in case
they ran into Jett.
“Something like that,” Allegra said, shooting Zoe a warning glare as her friend held
out her hand.
“You must be Jett.”
He shook Zoe’s hand and nodded. “Pleased to meet you…?”
“Zoe Keaton.” Zoe held Jett’s hand a fraction too long. “And I’m very pleased to meet
you.”
Jett laughed as he extracted his hand. “So you’re the lady
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