Page 41 of What Happens in Paradise

‘God.’ She laughed. ‘You really are something else!’

‘Something else?’ I frowned.

‘Don’t worry, it’s an English saying. I’ll put the bamboo rafting as a maybe,’ she said, her mouth turning up into a smile.

Multiple smiles and moans of pleasure from Jasmine all in one afternoon?

Although she did not realise, she had just made my day.

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JASMINE

I glanced out of the office window. The rain was still coming down thick and fast.

The weather wasn’t ideal because the activity I’d planned for today couldn’t be done in these conditions.

‘Hey.’ Nadine breezed into the office. ‘How you doing? We haven’t spoken since after you went to Dunn’s River Falls. What you guys been up to?’

‘We went to visit Bob’s favourite restaurant.’

‘Nice!’

‘And yesterday, we tried the rafting and limestone foot massage…’

My voice trailed off as I thought about how amazing Alejandro’s hands felt on my feet and my legs. I swear at one point, I was on the verge of having an orgasm.

Pretty sure that I’d read somewhere that there are nerve-endings in our feet that can set you off, so it wasn’t as crazy as it sounded.

I knew that I probably shouldn’t have agreed to let him massage my feet given how I felt about him, but I couldn’t resist. There was just something about Alejandro that got me going.

I loved his confidence. He hadn’t even hesitated for a second when I’d asked him if he was any good at foot massages. He had no concerns about asking the tour guide if he could take over. And of course the fact that he’d delivered was hot too. The tour guide’s massage was decent, but Alejandro’s hands were blessed.

He knew exactly where to touch and how much pressure to apply. I couldn’t help but wonder what else he could do with his hands…

‘Sounds like you’ve been having a good time!’

‘I have,’ I replied, thinking that although my growing attraction to Alejandro was hard to control, I was still enjoying myself.

‘What’s your plan for today?’

‘Well, I was supposed to go to check out a few other beaches to see if they’d be good for romantic picnic settings for couples who wanted to go outside of the hotel grounds, but the weather isn’t great. Looks like I’ll just have to stay in the office, which isn’t good because I need to keep finding activities to add to the itinerary.’

‘You should come to my class!’ Nadine said enthusiastically.

‘You have a class? What kind?’

‘A reggae dance class. It’s my little side-hustle, but I’m hoping it’ll grow. If you add it to your itinerary, I’ll give the hotel a discount!’

‘That sounds great! I’d love to hear more!’

I loved seeing women striking out on their own, so I’d really like to support Nadine if I could, but I needed to make sure it was suitable for our guests. I couldn’t just add it because I wanted to be nice.

‘The lesson’s around forty-five minutes and I teach students how to do different reggae moves. Jamaica is famous for our music and we love to dance, so it’s the perfect way to learn more about our culture.’

‘That’s true. When people think about Jamaica, they often think about reggae and Bob Marley.’

I smiled as two thoughts popped into my head. First, I remembered that whenever I went to events both as a child with my parents as well as later as an adult and we were the only black people there, when the other guests heard that my parents were born in Jamaica, they’d always use music as a way to connect with us.

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