She spent the rest of the afternoon driving me to distraction with every gesture, every move, every word she spoke. Trey noticed my little internal conversation with myself, because he suggested the girls head out onto the veranda and have a look at the view. It was an unparalleled location, I had to hand him that. Gemma led the way and she and Sydney disappeared outside, leaving the busy olde worlde style 'pub'. We had just been served the biggest lunch of our lives, a seafood platter half the size of the table, cajun chicken, and steaks so juicy it put every other steak house we'd ever been to, to shame. I couldn't help but spend most of the time watching Sydney eat chicken off the bone and even though normally, watching someone eat wasn't top on my list of most erotic activities, she ma
