“You didn’t know. I don’t blame you at all. This is what they do. They are professionals at this,” I try and reassure her.
“How did I not suspect something wasn’t right? I’m your sister for fuck’s sake.”
“I don’t know what Nikolai said, but I’m sure they spun it just enough for you to believe it. I remember having to speak to you at the start. He made me reassure you that I was happy and in love,” I explain to her.
“You should have said something.”
“There was a gun held to my head, I couldn’t risk it,” I tell her honestly.
Gracie gasps then breaks down hugging me tightly. “I’m sorry I left you there to rot.”
Holding my sister tightly, I run my fingers through her hair, trying to calm her. “That’s all in the past. I’m so happy we are back together again.”
“I can’t forget about it, Zoe.” She sobs.
“All I want to do is forget about it.”
My words silence Gracie, and all I can here is her sniffles as she tries to calm herself down. I can only imagine the thoughts running through her mind now. I don’t want her to burden herself with what happened to me.
“Okay.” She sniffles as she takes a couple of deep breaths. “You need to tell me about what is going on with those two hunky men?”
I look over to where Mateo is sunbathing, his olive skin shimmering in the sunshine, every ridge of his muscular body glistening. He looks like a Greek God. Then there’s Tomas furiously working away on his tablet, his equally toned body on display in the sunlight.
“Are you seriously sleeping with those two men?”
“Yes,” I answer, biting my lip.
Gracie squeals with excitement which has everyone looking up at where we are sitting, then we dissolve into fits of laughter.
“Oh my god, you are. Fuck, you are so lucky, they must be two of the hottest men in the world.” She sighs. “That Enrique’s pretty hot too,” she adds, watching his half-naked form doing laps in the pool.
“So those two hunks must care about you. They did just come and whisk me to Ibiza for you.”
I look over at where they are both sitting and let out a sigh.
“You just orgasmed, didn’t you? I mean, I totally would because look at those perfect male specimens laying out on display,” she says, eyeing off my men. She must see it on my face and laughs. “Easy, girl, I’m just appreciating the view. I understand the no-touching rule,” she says with a chuckle.
Mateo’s eyes open, he must feel us watching him. He looks up at where I’m sitting and gives me a blinding smile.
“Fuck me. That smile has my panties all wet,” my sister grumbles.
I notice the mischievous look in Mateo’s eyes, that can’t be good. He turns and says something to Tomas, who stops what he’s doing to give him his undivided attention. Mateo then leans over and kisses him. It’s a passionate kiss steeped in hunger, desire, and a preview of what’s to come the next time we’re all alone together.
“No fucking way. No. That was the hottest thing I have ever seen. How? What? I hate you right now,” Gracie stammers. “Notonly do you get to sleep with them, but you also get to watch them together.”
This makes me laugh. “It’s the hottest thing in the world.”
Gracie starts fanning herself. “I want to be you when I grow up.”
Then we fall into fits of giggles just like old times.
22
ZOE
The boys have decided to put on a spectacular Spanish dinner for us tonight. All three of them are excellent cooks. I’ve been noticing the tentative looks between Enrique and Gracie, especially from Gracie after a couple of glasses of champagne.
“How are things going with your sister?” Tomas whispers to me over dinner.