DAZED BY the TRIPLE DEAL

DAZED BY THE TRIPLE DEAL PT 5

DAZIA. POV.

The next morning:

Well, I never planned for that to happen! I'm not the type to jump in bed on the first date, even if I was going to be living with them. I mean , this is supposed to be ' get to know you' week.

What exactly happened?

Yes, we had an instant connection, but to go from a dinner date to absolutely mind- blowing s*x? I can't explain it even to myself. What must he think of me? Will he tell his brothers that I'm a loose woman?

Nonetheless, I had a job that I had to get to. So I did my routine, had my tea; I was too nervous to eat. I'd grab an energy bar at work. And off I went.

It was hard to concentrate, but I managed even with the thought of tonight's date with David. The only clue I have is a note, "Let's cruise tonight." That could mean a car drive, maybe a boat.. I have to be ready by 4 pm.

I clock out early & rush home to shower. All the time, I was wondering if Dru said anything. Would he cancel? The phone stays silent. Thinking about Dru made me hotter than the water beating down on me. My hand slides down to my c******s which is still swollen; I jump when I touch it. Rubbing it, I'm so wired, my release comes quickly. Hopefully, that will keep me from jumping David.

Mel comes over to help me choose an outfit. Of course. she wants to know the details. She'll have trouble believing that demure Dazia jumped right into bed - or will she? She did help release something in me last night.

"Out with it! Where'd you go? Did he make any moves?" I could hardly get a word in.

"Take a breath, Mel! " I told her. "He was stunning in his Armani suit. His tie had a full moon behind a howling creature, not quite like a wolf. Intriguing, I must say, "

"You know that French restaurant on the lake?" " He didn't!" she exclaimed.

" That was where it started,"

"What do mean, started?"

" Well, after dinner on the deck, we kissed, but it wasn't an ordinary kiss. I got lost in his eyes before that, totally blown away by the way I surrendered to it. "

"What happened then, Daz?"

"We went from the couch to the bedroom."

" YOu DIDN'T!! That's not the careful Dazia I know!" Mel screamed, her eyes popping." I can tell by your eyes there is more."

" Yes, we did it, but it was like sparks arcing all over the place. We couldn't stop.!"

We sip wine to calm down ; she picks out tight-fitting jeans that have crystals outlining the pockets & an off shoulder blouse with a bit of sparkle . It was the plunging neckline that made me gasp. Mel did my makeup, deep teal eyeshadow that made my eyes pop, adding a rose blush and matching lip gloss." Mel, you did it again!"

:" Well, this is the new Dazia! No more business suits except for work. As soon as you come home, here or there, change ! Do you understand?" Where did this bossy Mel come from? But I agreed.

Four on the dot, it's the doorbell. David's in a navy & white nautical outfit. The polo shirt hugs his torso, the sleeves straining to contain his awesome biceps. Seeing his captain's hat, I greet him, "Ahoy there, Captain!" He grins! That smile should be forbidden along with his deep brown eyes with amber flecks!

I see them changing to black as he skims over me. I feel as if I've been enveloped in his scent. He speaks, breaking the spell, " Shall we go, our boat awaits?"

Grabbing my wristlet and phone, we're off in his BMW with all the latest technology. I'd given up on cars, having to junk mine. The repairs ate into my savings.

After a 45-minute drive, there's an elite marina; no little outboards. All I see are talk masts & yachts. Opening my car door, David offers his hand. There go the sparks that seem to get stronger each time. He feels it also. He shakes his head as we proceed down the pier & stop by this luxurious light gray with a total blue trim yacht! I see David watching my reaction. " Welcome aboard the Siver Crescent" and helps me onto the boat.

I'm floored! The last boat I was on was my late dad's sixteen footer. He leads me around to the stern to seating where we watch the sun sink into the horizon. A waiter serves us a light wine as we set sail.

" This isn't real; I must be dreaming," I think to myself. I'm Dazia, the small town girl with no great features, 44" by 38"by 48". No way is seaboard ahuge yacht with a gorgeous. eye-catching manof his caliber. But. here I am!

" Shall we take a tour?" he stands and offers his hand." I'd love to see the rest."

" This is the stern. This area is for small parties. Above us is the club area with a full bar, CD, DVD controls & dance floor for larger parties. We entertain a lot of wealthy people from out of the country. We'd like you to brush up on different cultures: their foods, customs ,etc, if you will."Noted," I replied.

We enter this spacious dining area; the table, a shining cherry wood, seats sixteen. The decor is Old World, very tastefully done. "We have the same chef on call as well as wait staff plus a DJ for parties," David informs me." Their phone numbers are on your phone and laptop in your room as well. My jaw drops. I never expected this!

The living room is a fifty-two foot top notch TV screen & stereo systems.

As he shows me the six spacious bedrooms, I see his eyes darken. Uh! Oh! I'm in trouble, I think silently. "You can choose your own room or bunk in ours," he adds softly, leaning towards me, pulls me close. What is it about their eyes? I seem to lose all common sense drowning in them. My eyes close as he seals my fate just as Dru did. My breath is swept away. Again, I sense there's something deeper, dangerous even,but I'm helpless against this aura emanating from him.

His lips smash against mine, his tongue probing, exploring every area of my mouth as I cling to him.