David stayed where he was and avoided Mavis’s probing gaze as Mandy and Bonnie went below deck. He didn’t have time for the regret surging through him. He’d known from the moment he’d made love to her that he needed to find a way to get her off his boat, especially after that awkward conversation they had. Leave it to Mavis to unintentionally give him the out he needed. “Hold up there, Dave.” Mavis stooped down and grabbed his arm before he could resume his repairs. “What’s going on, David?” “I need to work on my boat,” David explained, but there was no point in trying to hide anything from Mavis. Sometimes she knew him almost better than he knew himself. “Please. You’ll have this thing up and running in a few hours. You’re trying to get rid of her. Why? You two are not getting along?” She narrowed her eyes. “Or maybe you’re getting along too well.” He and Mavis had one rule between them. They didn’t lie to each other. That meant, at this moment, it was better to stay silent. Bett

One of those lies Mavis predicted he’d tell himself, David supposed. But it was one he could live with. It would soften the blow for whatever was going to happen. He settled in on the deck of Blue Blood, sipping his beer, Duchess perched on the railing beside him, and drifted off to sleep beneath the rising moon. And dreamed of going home to Bonnie. —------------ David was finally ready to begin his journey to High Tide Harbor when he got a message notification on his phone. He opened the email, and was pissed when he saw who the message came from. David hissed. Same unknown guy who had been sending those threatening messages. The idiot had given up for a while only to return now…probably to resume those empty threats. His eyes quickly scanned the message and his heart dropped into his stomach. The message read: 'You probably thought that I had forgotten about you, and I don't blame you. I was just waiting for the perfect time to strike….Trying to figure out what to do to hurt

“I wonder why that is…since you don't care” Bonnie said. He came to stand in front of her, his eyes blazing with anger, “I never said that i don't care he said, “You can say all you want, but don't twist my words. “Actions speak louder than words, David. ''Bonnie retorted, “You have been looking for ways to get rid of me for a while now, and now you finally have a reason so I'll leave but I still stand my ground. I’m not going back to my dad. You can take me back to my place and I'll stay out of your way from now on.” “Are you just trying to annoy me?” David asked, unable to hide his frustration any more. “Believe me when i say this, David. The way you feel right now is the least of my concerns. You said i’m a target because of you, i’m sure i’ll be safe when i’m away from you” He stiffened. “That's not how it works” “That's my decision, David. You better take it and stay out of my way. Now if you will excuse me, I need to get dressed so please leave. I need some privacy, and p

He dipped his head as he used his hands to spread her legs wider, exposing her fully to his view and taste. He ran his hands up her inner thigh until he slid a finger into her core while his tongue pleasured her skin. Her shoulders came off the mattress then as she screamed his name. David stuck his tongue out, and licked her from slit to starfish, and back again. She had a nice taste and David licked and licked, knowing that this might be his last time with her. Probably the last time he would ever touch her again. He kept one hand stroking either her back or her legs, keeping constant contact. It was only about five minutes and Bonnie was pushing her butt into his face, moving her thighs around, and she was even creaming on his tongue. She was moaning, but in a way that she certainly was self-conscious about making too much noise. After all, this was a hotel. She came all over his face, and David knew that it was time for him. David stood up, and as Bonnie tried to stand up, He p

It was more of a statement than a question and David wondered how and when he became so transparent about his feelings. Did people always see through him this easily? Had he always been that way or did this just apply to Bonnie. He had a feeling that it did. He also knew that there was no point denying it to George so he didn't even try. "Oh gosh, man. You're in love with her, aren't you?" George asked and David flinched. "That's what this is all about. It's why you're finally taking this so serious. I get it now. I was wondering why they would treathen a client to get to you and now I finally understand." David shook his head. "It doesn't matter," he said, and hoped that he sounded convincing enough to make-up George stop talking. He didn't obviously, because George didn't stop talking about it. "I knew it" he said, almost as if he was enjoying the whole thing. "I knew when the right woman came along, you'd fall so hard. I said so. Didn't I? You love Bonnie Rimmer." Bonnie, D