"I would love that," I whisper.
The clean-cut brother finally smiles, but it doesn't reach his eyes.
"Oh, Marina," he says, his voice rough with something I don't understand. "You have no idea."
ChapterTwo
IAN
The suit is hot in the sun, but I had to go by the office first. Jace was already here, getting everything ready. We’ve been planning for this for so long, and it’s finally happening.
“Sir, are we ready to cast off?” Captain Phil has worked for us for a long time. He’s good at keeping secrets.
“Yes, and see that the staff stays below deck.”
“Yes, sir,” he says, and then I notice him glance back at Marina. “She looks just like her.”
He’s referring to Marina’s mother, and he’s right. “My father’s obsession makes sense.”
“It’s good she’s joining the family.” He smiles slyly before climbing the stairs to the control tower.
When I walk over to where Jace is standing, I keep my eyes on Marina while he introduces us and tells her about the yacht. There’s a slight movement as we pull away from the dock, and her eyes widen.
“What was that?” She’s looking at the moving water, her eyes widening slightly.
“Is the champagne not to your liking?” I ask, and she blushes innocently.
“No, it’s perfect.”
I can tell from her answer that she’s not used to drinking. “Then you should finish it before we show you the rest of the yacht.”
“You wouldn’t want it to spill,” Jace tells her. “Or for it to accidentally break and leave broken glass everywhere.” He stares down at his bare feet, and she nods in agreement.
“Shoot, you’re right. I’m so sorry.”
She turns up the champagne flute and downs it quickly. Jace and I share a look, and he is terrible at hiding his grin. He’s like a puppy with a new toy and zero self-control. I can already see the front of his swim trunks starting to tent because he’s getting hard. I am too, but we can’t get too excited too fast. We have to wait for the drugs to kick in.
It’s not like we’re poisoning her or something crazy. We just wanted her to be able to relax while she’s with us. We knew she would be tense, and the spiked champagne was only to help her loosen up.
“We have swimsuits for you to choose from,” I tell her as I open the door to the living room and let her go in first. When Jace passes me, he reaches down and grabs his cock and adjusts himself.
“Is this part of the photoshoot?” Marina asks when we step inside.
“Of course,” Jace says as he goes over to the table and shows her all the different swimsuits she can choose from.
“Oh.” The sound of disappointment is clear as she looks at all the options. “Do you have anything in, um, a larger size?”
I cock my head to the side as I look her up and down. “If you’re worried about showing too much, don’t be. Your body is exactly what we’re looking for.” My mouth waters at the sight of her curves. “The smaller the better.”
She blushes again, and I see Jace biting his bottom lip. He’s so close to pouncing on her. I can’t say I wouldn’t be right behind him if he did.
“Where can I change?” She looks for a door, but there isn’t one.
“Right here is fine,” I tell her cooly, and she looks at me and then Jace. Then back at me again. “We’ll be waiting on the sun deck.”
“But—” Jace starts to protest, but I grab his arm and lead him out of the living room.
“We should have stayed in there,” he hisses when we’re outside.
