Page 72 of Love Off Course

But he’s not Camilo.

Just thinking of Camilo’s devious smirk and dark, sexy eyes, heat floods through me. The last thing I want to do is kiss David while I dream of Camilo. That’s completely messed up.

“I, uh, I need to go,” I croak before stumbling out of the gazebo and onto the pathway.

“Sheridan, sweetheart, come back,” David calls out. “I’m sorry. I screwed it all up. Let’s have a drink and just talk.”

I nearly roll my ankle in my heels, so I stop briefly to yank off my shoes, and then I run back up the path toward the restaurant. As soon as I make it back inside, I spot Daddy and Mona. Mona grins when she sees me and Daddy’s tense shoulders seem to relax.

“I’m not feeling well. See you tomorrow,” I call out, rushing past them.

I can hear David calling for me, but I don’t stay.

I run all the way back to my room.

And when I get back, I bypass the Hennessy to grab a handful of mini bottles of tequila. I spend the rest of the night enjoying the breeze on the balcony, drinking tequila, and staring up at the stars wondering if Camilo is flying high trying to reach them.

Chapter 22

Camilo

This resort is massive and fancy as fuck. At first, I thought they’d give me shit and wouldn’t let me in, but they let me right in without a fight. I make my way over to the front desk and smile at the clerk.

“May I help you, sir?” she asks.

“I’m looking for Sheridan Reid. Can you call her for me?”

She frowns. “Are you a guest here?”

“No, but?—”

“Naked! He was naked!”

The clerk gapes at me, her eyes traveling to the café restaurant attached. I know that voice. I’d know that voice from anywhere. I tip my head at the shocked woman and then rush into the café. I find Damian, Estefania, and Sheridan all sitting at a table laughing.

God, I love Sher’s smile.

So beautiful and vibrant.

I fucking missed it.

All I can do is stare as Damian continues to tell a loud, crude story that has both women cackling until tears roll down their cheeks. I saunter over to his chair and playfully squeeze his shoulders as I lean in.

“Save me a dance, hot stuff,” I purr, my eyes locked on Sher’s.

He squeals. “My hot pilot is here! Oh em geeeee!”

Laughing, I make my way around the table to Sheridan. Her eyes widen when I grip her hand and pull her out of her seat. One of my hands threads through her silky hair and the other grabs her sexy ass. I claim her with a hot, possessive kiss that has her moaning. My dick wakes up and I kiss her like we’re the only two people at the resort.

“Camilo,” she whispers when I pull away slightly. “You’re here. How?”

I nip at her bottom lip. “They’re called planes, baby. They fly high in the sky and?—”

“Smartass,” she huffs, pushing me away. Her scowl is affixed, but she can’t hide the delight she feels at seeing me again. “What are you doing here?”

“Came to see you.” I smirk. “Maybe catch a dance later with my boyfriend.”

Estefania giggles and Damian screeches.

---