“Jackson, you and my brothers are probably the only ones getting ass, and I gotta tell you, man, it’s not fair.”
“Speak for yourself,” Oliver said, taking a sip of his drink.
“Who are you f*****g, man? The island is dead. There are no women here. Like, at all,” Dorian said. Jackson knew the answer to Dorian’s question but didn’t say anything, opting to see what Oliver would say.
“Well, there are women in the spa.”
“They’re all married.”
“All of them except one,” Oliver said, toasting the air and winking.
“Fucker, how did you even pull that off? You’re talking about the pretty Asian with the jade eyes? She wouldn’t give me the time of day.”
“Because her nights belong to me, brother.”
Rudy didn’t say anything, and Jackson knew that since he’d landed on the island, he hadn’t been hims
