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- Genre: Interracial Erotica
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“You have way too much fucking money,” I say to Jack as we all get
dressed in the men’s rooms below deck. He laughs and looks over his
shoulder at me.
“Even this was a stretch for me,” he says, straightening his shirt.
“Between this weekend on the yacht and backpacking our way through
Europe for the next month, I told her we are surviving off of ramen for a
year.”
“I think we all know that isn’t true,” Greg scoffs. “You could travel
around Europe in this damn yacht for a month and still be living just as high
as you are now.”
Jack flips him off and turns back to me.
“I gotta ask. What’s up with the pants?” he asks.
“Honestly, I was wondering the same thing,” Pyro says, laughing.
“They look more like something I would wear.”
“It’s fashion,” I tell them, doing a spin in my outfit and striking a stupid
pose. I have fitted black-and-white striped pants on and a white shortsleeved button-up that shows off all my tattoos. “I’m here to woo one of Q’s
bridesmaids, remember? I have to look the part.”
“That part for what?” Owen asks. “The lead in Beetlejuice?”
“How about we all just shut up and go get this asshole married?” I ask,
clapping my hands on Jack’s shoulders. He looks at me in the mirror and
nods with a smile.
We make our way up to the very top deck, where there’s the best view
of the sunset on one side and Santorini on the other. The ceremony is small,
just their closest friends and family on either side of the aisle. And as we all
stand at the front, waiting for Quin and her bridesmaids, my eyes catch on
wild brown hair at the back. I do a double take and try to crane my neck
around all the people.
“What’re you doing?” Jack whispers as the music begins to play and the
bridesmaids start down the aisle.
“Nothing,” I tell him, ignoring the pull in my stomach telling me I know
those curls. Flashbacks of Zoë flood my mind, the way her hair smelled and
the way she laughed when she thought something I said was really funny.
She would throw her head back, and the loudest cackle would burst from
her throat. It was obnoxious and embarrassing and so fucking Zoë it hurt.
But there’s no way she could be at my best friend’s wedding on his
yacht in Greece. To my knowledge, they don’t even know each other.
Could she know Quin?
After the ceremony, everyone makes their way down to the deck below,
where the food and drinks are being served, along with a makeshift dance
floor. My eyes keep glancing around, trying to find the girl from earlier,
with no luck. I probably look like a crazy person, not paying attention to
anything going on around me other than trying to find out whether or not
Zoë is here.
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