***
“What you drinking?” A brunette plopped down on the bar seat next to Pete. Indian XXX Dip. I love it, Pete, but I do want a bigger diamond. You, son, will be in just as much trouble as Mr. It was nauseatingly strong. There’s something in it for everyone.”
“No thanks!” said Daisy. He could tell she’d rather spend time talking about her new life than the one she’d left behind. And the others are worse. She pulled the blanket over them. He’d just rather get it done and over with. Like Carlotta, Daisy was quite the actress too. ***
Aiden stared down the barrel of the gun. Daisy smiled. “You dropped it on the boat. Pete withdrew. Don’t you know that now?” He groaned, pulling her down. Pete knew it. Making love took work: with Pete it always did. He tore his gaze from the temptation of her mouth. Andy sighed behind him. Here she was torturing herself over what she might do that he’d agreed to, and he was… he was… doing what he pleased. I know he’s hurting, and still…”
“And still you came with me,” Aiden finished. Like I said, he’s done it before. The time had come for someone else to take a turn, namely her.
