Starstruck
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“What?!” Dulce said from the bed. I could hear her going to us.
“Hi guys,” he said sheepishly, caught red handed. I removed my hold from him so he could sit.
“What are you doing here?” Dulce asked. “I can’t believe this.”
Another scratching noise sounded. Before long, a portion of the floor from the corner opened, and out came Denise’s head. “Ooops. Are we caught?” she asked.
“Explain this. Now,” I commanded.
“Okay, okay,” Tim rushed. “This place is famous for being a double lodge. There’s a whole underground hotel underneath this one.” He looked guilty. “We wanted to join you but also want to keep distance, so we all agreed to, uhm, live below.”
I arched an eyebrow. “And what do you mean by we?”
His gaze turned south. “Me and Fabio, Denise, our parents, Patty and Eris. The whole gang so to speak.”
“Unbelievable.”
“In our defense,” Denise said as she entered the room fully. Her eyes quickly settled on my wife. Sigh. When will her crush disappear? “We were trying to be quiet. I blame you Tim.” She glanced at him. “If you didn’t want to have their pictures, we wouldn’t get caught.”
“Can you blame me?” he said. “They look cute cuddled together.”
“We’ll talk about this in the morning,” Dulce said, cutting the conversation. “Can you please go back to wherever you came from and leave me and Glace?”
“Okay,” Tim mumbled. He had to drag Denise to the passageway to leave us alone.
When we were back in bed, I stroked Dulce’s back soothingly. I was afraid that she was pissed off and our vacation was ruined. I loved our friends but sometimes they could be too much.
“Are you mad?” I asked.
“No.”
“Then why the short answer?” She turned to me. I was surprised to see that instead of irritation, there was something else there. Her eyes were clouded with lust. “Oh.”
“I’m so turned on.”
Electricity traveled to my core. “Because our friends are here? That is weird.”
She pushed me to the bed. “Because you were willing to protect me. That’s hot.” She pulled her shirt away, giving me an awesome view of her body. I would never get tired of this.
“Hey, what if they see?”
“Who cares?” She leaned to me. “This is a honeymoon right?” I nodded. “Then make mad love to me. We'll talk about our kids and the movie we're going to star in later.”
Letter From The Author
Dearest Readers,
Thank you for purchasing this book. I know you are used to the concept of acknowledgements, but I decided to make it a bit more personal. I made this novel about a year ago, and since then, my writing style has changed a lot. Editing it was a memorable experience. There was an internal battle between retaining the original manuscript and tweaking it a little, or revising the whole thing from scratch. It was a long and arduous process of battling with my old writing self and the current writer in me. I realized that I would never be able to publish if it went on, so I decided to make peace with myself. The ultimate solution was to maintain the rawness, so it would still be the same novel you have read in Wattpad, which was where the unedited version was first published. It is the newer, improved version without deviating from the original material. As I grow as a writer, I hope you continue to support my works. My aim is to publish as many novels as possible for the LGBT community, and to our straight friends who simply enjoy a good adventure with a little twist on the side.
-Hime