Page 21 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol 4

"Stop making fun of me," Kristen said and lightly shoved her shoulder.

"No, I swear, I just saw a guy that could have been his twin."

"Ha. Ha. You're just trying to get me to run down the hallway and act like a crazy person."

Alina shrugged. "I'm not saying it was him. It just looked like him. I probably just imagined it."

"Let's follow him," I said, hoping to take advantage of the distraction. "I can't believe he's here too! What a strange coincidence. It must be fate, Kristen!"

Kristen laughed. "Nice try. You're not getting out of buying an age appropriate bathing suit. That way missy," she said and pushed me into the store.

Third Chances - Chapter 7

Daphne

I stared in horror at my reflection in the mirror. Despite what my friends said, it seemed like the bikini was too small. It screamed "look at me" with its neon colors, skimpy material, and push-up cups. And I couldn't look at my backside in the mirror. It was dangerously close to a thong and the idea of wearing it in public made me cringe. But I didn't seem to have a choice in the matter. So now I could focus on covering up either the slutty bikini my friends had forced me to buy or the demon bracelets on my wrist.Screw it.I pulled the towel off my body and draped it over my arm. This way I could cover the bracelets and hold the towel in front of me while I walked. Besides, I'd rather have people ogle me than be able to do God knows what to me.

I grabbed the bag that now had my super sensible one-piece in it, and exited the changing room.

"You're such a hottie," Kristen said. "Why do you always insist on dressing like a forty year old virgin?"

Layla tried to hide her laugh by coughing.

"I just want to make sure that people like me for me. And I work with kids."

"You don't work with kids," Kristen said. "You work with 18 year olds that are super eager to please."

"Don't be gross." I tried to picture some of the boys in my classes, some of the ones that I was friends with on Facebook.The first thing I was going to do once I got home was delete my Facebook account.

"I'm with Momma Bear on this one," Alina said and linked her arm in mine. "Mixing work with pleasure is never a good thing." We all walked out of the store in search of the closest pool.

"I'm pretty sure mixing work with pleasure is what got us both in so much trouble," Layla said with a wink.

Alina laughed. "Fine, sometimes it's a good thing. But it doesn't work so well with guys that are barely legal."

"I'm just saying that some of the guys on Daphne's football team have abs of steel," Kristen said. "Don't pretend like you've never noticed."

I shrugged. I had noticed. But just in a way that compared guys in high school today with guys in high school when I was younger. It just made me think about how much bigger 18 year olds seemed today than back then. There must have been something in the water in New York. Or maybe steroids?Why am I thinking about this?

We walked out of the hotel to an extremely crowded pool. Most of the chairs were already occupied by sunbathers.

"Nope, not this one," I said. Part of our agreement was that I got to choose the least crowded pool. No one was getting to my bracelets until I found a loophole in this stupid game.

We turned around and headed to the opposite side of the hotel. Luckily there were four pools at the Blue Parrot Resort. Therehad to be at least one that wasn't crowded. We walked past the slutty swimsuit place again and back outside. This pool was mostly shaded by the building, which meant there weren't many sunbathers.

"This one will do," I said and headed toward a chair.

"Oh come on, it's not even that sunny over here," Kristen said. "I need to work on my tan so that I look amazeballs in my maid of honor dress."

"There's a few chairs over there that are in the sun," I said and pointed across the pool. There were already a few people in the sunny chairs, but there were four empty ones. It looked like we had gotten there just in time.

"Oh my God!" Kristen squealed and ducked behind a pool chair.

All three of us stared at her.

"Get down, guys!"

"What exactly are we hiding from?" Layla asked.