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HARPER
Meeting a hot, young, hockey player as soon as I stepped onto the boat wasn’t what I was expecting. It’s such a shame he’s one of Issy’s clients and a family friend because the boy is fine. He looks so cute, thoroughly confused by the entire situation, but I can’t believe Issy sent the poor guy to the island.
I pull out my phone.
Harper: I just ran into your client.
Issy: Who? Wait. Aren’t you supposed to have left for the resort today?
Harper: And who else did you happen to send here?
Issy: Fuck.
Harper: We are on the boat together about to arrive at the resort. He has no idea about how anything works. He’s like a deer caught in headlights.
Issy: I explained it to him. Kind of. It was awkward. Is he freaking out?
Harper: No. I don’t think he can comprehend what he is about to see.
Issy: Shit. Now I feel bad. But he’s a guy, he’ll love it once the shock subsides.
Harper: When he gets to his room I’ll check in and see if he’s okay.
Issy: Thanks. Sorry I’ve put you in this awkward position. I thought he’d be okay. I mean, the boy was getting blow jobs in the VIP area of a club. A tropical island where he can go wild should be right up his alley.
Harper: I’m sure he’s going to be fine.
Issy: I can’t believe you two are together on the island.
Harper: Don’t worry I’m not going to sleep with him.
Issy: That’s not what I was implying.
Harper: Subconsciously, yeah, it was.
Issy: You’re both adults, but he’s like a little brother to me so it would be weird.
Harper: Babe. There are hundreds of other men on the island that I can have fun with.
Issy: I know. Thanks for looking out for him. Last thing I need is for him to get himself into any more trouble.
Harper: All good. Got to go.
Issy: Have fun.
Harper: Always do.
The boat starts to slow down, and I can see Felix squinting into the distance, trying to work out what the island is about. While he’s distracted, I let my eyes roam over him. The women on the island are going to lose their minds when they see him with his tanned, tattooed, muscular arms, scruffy square jaw, piercing hazel eyes, and dark bedhead hair. The boy is hot, I have eyes, and they appreciate the view, but I told Issy I wouldn’t touch him, and it was the truth. There are plenty of other gorgeous distractions that can entertain me.
“Welcome to Paradise,” the captain says as the boat stops. Felix holds out his hand for me to help me off. His very large, calloused hand, which would look good wrapped around another part of my body.Stop it.
“Thank you.” I nod at him as my feet touch the dock.
“So, what happens now?” he asks as those gorgeous hazel eyes land on me.
“See those two figures at the end of the dock, they will be our hosts. Each bungalow has a host, like a butler but spicy. They can arrange anything for you, and if they are wearing a black bracelet with a colored bracelet then you can have fun with them, too,” I explain, except I get a blank stare back from him. “You don’t know about the bracelets?” He shakes his head. Shit. “Everyone wears bracelets on the island and in the clubs. The hosts willgive them to us when we arrive. You would have filled out your preferences on the application.”