Page 69 of What Happens in Paradise

There was also a drink called ‘Sex With Rick’. Shame they didn’t do a ‘Sex With Alejandro’ version, because I’d order that in a heartbeat.

God. I groaned internally. Trying to keep my thoughts PG was so hard. See what I mean?Hard.

The more time I spent with Alejandro, the more I wanted him.

In the end, I opted for the ‘Jamaican Me Crazy’ cocktail as it accurately described how I was feeling about my co-worker right now.

I sipped my drink and groaned with delight. It had three types of rum, banana liqueur and pineapple juice and slipped down very easily.

I spotted Alejandro by the pool area which was surrounded by different seating including dark wooden slated sun loungers and comfy-looking daybeds. There was a largeRick’s Café 1974sign over a sheltered area. It was impressive that it had been around for over fifty years.

‘Hey,’ he said as I rested the drinks on a table between the two sun loungers he’d found. ‘Which cocktail did you get?’

‘Jamaican Me Crazy,’ I said.

‘That is funny!’ Alejandro smiled and my stomach flipped. If only he knew how true it was.

An hour later, we were on our third cocktail and had moved to the stage area to watch a live reggae performance.

As the heavy baseline boomed around us and the alcohol zipped through my bloodstream, I felt the urge to dance. The vibe here was infectious. The atmosphere was buzzing with energy, laughter and happiness. I couldn’t remember the last time I felt so free and so… alive.

‘Should we dance?’ Alejandro said. ‘The music and the vibes are too good to waste by just sitting down.’

‘I don’t know if that’s a good idea…’ I took a long sip of my cocktail.

‘Why?’ Alejandro’s eyebrows knitted together.

‘Because last time, you got, y’know…’

‘Hard?’

‘Yes.’ I tried to suppress a grin as I relived the moment.

‘That is true. And if we dance together now, I cannot promise that it will not happen again. You are a beautiful woman and I am only human.’ He smiled. ‘But I understand if you would prefer not to take that risk.’

My whole body sparked.

I didn’t know if it was the fact that he’d called me beautiful or because he’d mentioned the wordriskwhich made it sound more exciting, but I felt so drawn to Alejandro.

I should absolutelynotdance with him.

I should absolutelynotwant to feel his erection pressed against me.

And yet… it was all I could think about.

‘Well, Nadine did say we should practise…’

‘Exactly,’ he said. ‘And you know that she will ask us if we have.’

‘Definitely. Plus it’d be a good way to test how good her lessons actually work in the real world. Without her supervision.’

‘Very true.’ Alejandro stood up and held out his hand.

Without hesitation, I took his hand as he led me out to the dance floor.

Alejandro stood behind me and gripped my hips and within seconds, I had my arse rubbing up against him.

We quickly found our rhythm and as I grinded into him, Alejandro pulled me in closer, his solid body pressed firmly against mine.

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