How about this gorgeous woman is one of Mrs. Harrison's good friends? Mrs. Harrison...Nicole's uptight mom! Are you fucking kidding me? There's no way I'm touching that with a ten-foot pole. But damn, she is fine as hell!

My eyes keep finding their way back to her, watching her talk and laugh, and being super friendly with the server. What the fuck? Wait, why am I reacting like that? I don't even know her. So why the hell does she have me thinking about things that I know I shouldn't be?

Damn, I can't have hot island sex with Mrs. Harrison's friend.

Can I?

My dick seems to think so, but my brain says to keep it together. My dick wants to see what she feels like and...well hell, who am I kidding? Because the rest of me wants to see how she feels too.

After dinner, a few of the guys, including Mr. Harrison, grab Devin and make our way to the hotel's cigar lounge.

Devin stands, "First round is on me, so what's your pleasure?" After getting everyone's drink orders, he makes his way to the bar, and I follow.

"Viper, man, that fine ass that was sitting next to Mrs. Harrison, what do you know about her?"

Devin gives me a sideways glance and smirks at me. "Prez man, really? You want to make a move on that?"

Glancing out at the lobby, I see her talking to some young island dick head. "Shit, look at her man, she is FINE." Shit, that came out a little too intense.

Gotta dial it down a bit. Shrugging at him, "I'm just curious."

He chuckles at me, "Sounds like a little more than curiosity to me. All I know is she and Nic's mom are friends, but I don't know much more than that." Devin smirks at me again and says, "I can ask Nicole later if you're interested."

A few drinks later, I see Mrs. H and her fine ass friend stand and make their way to our table. And damn, this woman has some nice curves. I watch her as she glides across the open-air lobby, her hips sashaying in that tight ass dress. She catches me looking and a small smile plays across her lips.  Never once does she drop eye contact with me.

Fuck.

Mrs. H comes to stand behind her husband, rubbing her hands on his shoulders. "Is it ok with you boys if we join you for a drink before we turn in?"

What the hell are we going to say, NO?

And if I'm being honest, I wouldn't want to say no even if I could.

Miss Fine Ass slides her sexy bottom into the empty chair next to me with a smile on her face and my boy twitches down below.

The same young island dick head that she was chatting it up with a few minutes ago, appears out of nowhere. "Victoria, what can I get you lovely?"

What the fuck? Dude is already ahead of me in this game. He knows her name.

She smiles and the sound of her voice makes heat slide over my body like hot molten lava. Is this what a hot flash feels like?

After placing her order, she turns and lays her sinfully beautiful hazel eyes on me. "I'm Victoria Porter, and you are?"

I'm stunned, that's what the fuck I am. She is absolutely gorgeous. Smooth honey brown skin, with lightly applied makeup, wavy black hair that hangs past her shoulders, full lips that I really want to suck on...that bottom lip. 

Shit.

She has an exotic look about her and I realize that I'm slowly losing it. 

Wait, I think I told her my name.

Did I?

"So, tell me how you know the bride and groom?"

Oh man, her eyes are putting me in a trance.

I am so utterly fucked.