Briella
Something’s going on and I really wish this boat would head back to the dock so I can get some answers. Colby seemed fine after he went for the tour and came back to the top deck by himself. It had to have been whoever messaged his phone a short while ago. He’s been tense ever since, and he won’t let me out of his sight.
After another dance with the girls with all the guys ogling us, I make my way back to Colby and straddle his lap. I use my hair as a shield and pretend to be macking on my sugar daddy.
“What’s going on?”
“We need to get ourselves off this boat as soon as possible.” His hands go to my bare ass cheeks. “Why the fuck did you take your cover-up off?”
“Don’t worry, nobody has touched me. I’m playing the game.” He maneuvers me so I’m sitting with my back to his chest. Slowly he moves the hair off my neck and kisses the sensitive flesh that’s been revealed.
“I don’t like anyone seeing what’s mine.”
A shiver races up my spine at his territorial remark.
“I can’t say a lot right now, but we’re in danger and we need to get off this boat before they realize who we are.”
“Any ideas?” I reach my hand up and run it through his hair, we’re playing the part of happy newlyweds after all.
“I figured my darling wife could pull her weight in this op.”
My finger pinches his ear and I hear him growl from the pain. “Your darling wife has been shaking her money maker while disgusting men watch her. I feel like a fucking stripper, not a PI. So please, tell me how I need to pull my weight again?”
We stay like that for a moment before an idea implants itself in my brain. I jump off Colby’s lap and make a run for the side of the boat before bending over and heaving.
“Oh goddddddd!” I lurch again… and again… and again. “Make it stopppppp!”
I feel a hand on my back and fabric on my bare ass. “Aw baby, are you okay?”
“Kill me, kill me now!” Cue some more lurching and Colby’s sympathetic one-liners after he realizes I’m putting on a show.
“Is there a problem?” A deep voice booms from behind us.
“Sorry Colm, the missus seems to be a little sea sick.”
I pull myself upright and make a show of wiping my mouth. Then I turn towards the now empty top deck. Guess we have a boat full of pussies that can’t stand to hear a little puke sesh.
“I’m so sorry to hear that. Would you like me to take you back to my room, so you can lay down?” Something tells me he has more in mind than letting me take a cat nap in his bed. If Colby’s fingers painfully digging into my hip is any indication, I’d say he’s drawn the same conclusion.
Think Bri, think.
“That’s a nice offer Colm, but I know what’s wrong with me. This isn’t the right time to announce it but…” I look lovingly at Colby. “I’m pregnant!” My acting skills are on point. At least that’s what I keep telling myself. “We’re having a baby!”
A moment of sheer panic flashes through Colby’s face and I lean up on the tips of my toes to kiss his cheek. Did he think I was being serious? It almost makes me bust a gut laughing.
“No way sugar puss!” He picks me up and twirls me around before pulling me towards him and plants the whopper of all kisses on my lips.
“Put me down.” I run for the side of the boat again and proceed to convulse as I fake puke my guts up.
“I hate to ask, but is there any way you can take us back to shore? If she’s pregnant the boat might be setting this off for her.” I hear Colby talking to Colm.
“Of course.” He calls someone and tells them to head back. “I’m so sorry this wasn’t a better experience for the two of you. I had high hopes of getting to know you better on this little voyage.”
I choose that moment to release a severely dramatic war cry and hear feet scurrying away. There’s a smack to my ass that has me ready to kill but I’m only met with Colby’s smiling eyes after whirling around.
“Did you think Colm was trying to cop a feel Shnookums?” He laughs.
“Shut the hell up. Am I not the one who has us moments away from dry land? You should be bowing down at my feet right now.”
“Oh Bri, I’ll be bowing down. All. Night. Long.”
“Not now baby daddy. I’m supposed to be playing the frail pregnant woman not the horny housewife.”
“Fuck, you’re right.” I look down and see his obvious arousal through his swim shorts. My hand has a mind of its own as it traces the impressive outline of his dick as I lick my lips.
“You better stop that right now Bri, this isn’t the time or place. Damn, if I knew you were this insatiable we could have given this a shot a long time ago.”
And just like that, it’s like ice cold water’s been poured on my libido. He’s still on the friends with benefits thing and I seriously need to get on board. My lady parts are without a doubt down for all the benefits. Lots of fucking benefits. But this little playing house situation is seriously messing with my brain.
“What’s the matter?”
“Nothing. Let’s head towards the back for a quick exit when we get to shore. I don’t want to miss our opportunity to get off. Then you can explain what the hell you found out earlier.”
He looks at me like he’s debating something in his head. “If you’re thinking of keeping something from me Maitland think again. This is my case, you tell me everything.”
“Okay.” He says with a nod of his head.
Once we get off the boat, we stand waving to all the assholes leaving for the open waters.
“Next time we get together, we’ll do it on dry land.” Colm yells with his arms around two members of the bimbo posse. His hand slips down and squeezes one of their big fake tits.
“What a douchebag. Who the hell does that?”
“Fuck that shit, let’s go. You have no idea how big a douchebag he is…” Colby guides me off the dock and we make our walk back to the hut.
I have my bag tightly clutched under my arm extremely thankful I didn’t have to use my trusty Glock. We don’t say a word our whole way back and when we get to the front door I breathe a sigh of relief that everything’s okay. Now we can take our intel, call Marcus and figure out our next course of action.
We’ve also had an entire day of missed observation on Nadia. Looks like I have a night full of surveillance to go over and I swear, if she fucks one more guy while she’s here I’m going to need hearing aids before we leave this island. I’ll also be forced to suggest a gynecologist to get her shit checked for STD’s in the name of woman hood, something I’d like to avoid at all cost. Sometimes the saying less is more is spot on… especially for how many sexual partners you have in one day.
I turn the door knob and walk through ready to start my inquisition. “Okay Colby, spill!”
When I look over at him I find him staring off at the corner before quickly grabbing his gun from the waistband of his pants and aiming it towards the other side of the room. My eyes follow his gaze and I quickly grab my gun and aim it at the target… which is currently unknown.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Colby yells.
Finally, a dark silhouette gets up from the chair in the corner. I wish I could see his face. After getting up whoever it is slowly walks into the light.
Fuck, it’s Calvin.
“Explain yourself or I’ll shoot!” I yell.
“Now why would you want to do that Briella?” Why the hell does this guy know my name? Luckily, I don’t have to wait long to find out. “Is that anyway to greet your uncle?”
A breath expels from my lungs as the puzzle pieces work themselves together. It can’t be…
“Uncle Keith?”