Rich saw Juan's expression harden. “I'm no showgirl, Mr. Cunningham. I do my lovin' in private.”
Rich was desperate to get back into the game. A game, it seemed, he had little chance of understanding. “But I brought her for you, Juan. I deserve a little something in return, don't you think?”
“I take Holly down by the water, alone. And when I'm done with her, I give her back to you. You have your turn.”
“I didn't come for Holly,” Rich said.
Juan paused, letting his words take effect. She seemed to be teetering. Holly stepped out from behind Rich and took three steps to stand in front of Juan, looking like a reluctant schoolgirl; her hands by her sides. Juan softened, draped her arms around Holly's neck and leaning down, kissed her open lips. Rich saw the interchanging tongue-play and hi
