Sinners On Tour 06.1 Take Me to Paradise (Encores #1) Read Free Page A

Sed when we get to Aruba,” Myrna said, drawing Brian out of his turbulent thoughts. “Let him know where we are. You know Trey will forget to tell him.”
    “Why Sed?” Brian asked. “Why not Eric or Jace?”
    “Because Sed’s in charge, isn’t he?”
    “No, he just thinks he is.”
    “And everyone else thinks he is too.”
    “I don’t,” Brian said.
    “That’s because you, my love, are in denial.”
    He laughed. The woman never withheld her opinion on anything, which was one of the trillion qualities he loved about her. “Fine,” he said. “I’ll call Sed. And Trey. I don’t want him showing up at our door in the morning with suitcase in hand only to find we’ve already left without him.”
    “He wouldn’t really come with us, would he?”
    Brian chuckled. “He loves the beach as much as I do.”
    “Really?” Myrna said. “I figured he’d be more of a poolside lover.”
    “I’m sure he’s done plenty of lovin’ poolside,” Brian said with a wide grin. “And beachside.”
    Myrna worried her fingers, watching the motion of her hands instead of looking at him. “Has he ever had a serious relationship?”
    Brian gnawed on his lower lip, thinking about the long string of women—and men—in Trey’s past. “Do you consider a weekend orgy a serious relationship?”
    “No.” Myrna laughed. “Even though we started out that way.”
    And what a weekend that had been. “Then, no, he’s never been in a serious relationship. I’m not sure he’s the type.”
    “He’s the type,” Myrna said. “He has so much love to give. I think he’s just hung up on someone.”
    “Who could he possibly be hung up on?” Brian couldn’t think of a single conquest of Trey’s that his friend would give a second thought to.
    Myrna touched his cheek with gentle fingertips. “You are so clueless sometimes.”
    “Apparently I am,” Brian said. “Trey never gets emotionally entangled with the people he puts his dick in.”
    “Maybe he never put his dick in this particular emotional entanglement.”
    Brian continued puzzling over Trey’s lovers. “There is that Mark guy we met in Portland. But I’d say he’s hung up on Trey, not the other way around.”
    “Hopefully you’ll figure it out one day,” Myrna said. “So . . . What are we going to do in Aruba?”
    He was glad she changed the subject, because her weird little hints about something he couldn’t decipher were confusing him. “Besides have lots of sex?”
    She laughed. “We might have a couple of free hours on Thursday.”
    “Lounging on the beach sounds like a good plan to me.”
    “Where’s your sense of adventure?”
    “I left it in my other pants.”
    She produced a beguiling pout. “Darn.”
    “What do you want to do?”
    “I’ll think of something. Do you promise to agree to my crazy whims no matter where they steer us?”
    His stomach tightened with a case of nerves as he envisioned cliff diving into shallow water and shark wrestling, but he highly doubted she’d put them in danger. “Your crazy whims haven’t steered me wrong yet.”
    “So I’ll pick an adventure and you’ll pick one, something you’ve always wanted to do but never had the opportunity or the guts to try.”
    Brian nonchalantly peered around the seat in front of him and eyed the bathroom door speculatively. There was this one thing he’d always wanted to do, and they needn’t leave the airplane to do it. “Deal,” he said.
    She leaned close to his ear. “I already know what I want to do,” she said, her voice low and husky with desire.
    His cock pulsed with interest. “What’s that?”
    “Join the mile-high club.”
    He laughed and squeezed her knee until she jumped. “Well, you’re going to have to think of something a little more creative than that,” he said, “because that’s what I was going to suggest.”
    “Great minds think alike,” she said before sliding a warm hand between his legs. She wasn’t touching his rapidly