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alcohol. Learning how to speak fancy was just a happy
byproduct of my environment,” Nicole said shamelessly.
    Eva removed her sunglasses and her bright
blue eyes scowled at her friend. “You know what? I’m not even going
to justify that with a response,” she said and shook her head
irritably. “Just don’t get pregnant.”
    The sight of Eva’s eyes stunned Andreas and
he was glad he hadn’t gone to introduce himself yet. He’d be a
nervous wreck. He chuckled to himself as they went on; the
unabashed sexuality of Nicole amused him greatly, but Eva’s words
captivated him. The level of confidence that she used to handle her
friend’s behavior was to be admired. But there was something in the
way that she carried herself that drew his eyes to her body. He
found himself imagining what it would be like to sink his fingers
into her flesh.
    He cleared his throat at the sudden image
and walked around to the other side of the bar to order himself a
shot. He needed something to steady his nerves. Even though he knew
that he was fairly attractive, he still felt shy when approaching a
girl. Like Tyler said, he had ridiculous standards, and he knew
that any women that interested him was a woman not to be taken
lightly.
    “On the prowl, Andreas?” the bartender asked
him with a sly smile.
    Andreas shook his head and returned the
smile out of politeness. “You know me, James. I don’t prowl. Tyler
asked me to be his wingman,” he said with irritation.
    “Oh yeah, where is that boy anyway?” the
bartender asked as he poured the shot into a small glass and slid
it to Andreas.
    “Off… prowling. I guess he didn’t need me to
be his wingman after all,” Andreas said as he accepted the shot.
After a brief moment of hesitation he downed the liquid all in one
go. Just like the girl he was admiring, he also wasn’t used to
drinking heavily. But he figured that it was a good time to be
bolder than usual.
    James laughed and picked up a glass to idly
clean in an attempt to appear busy. “Don’t be too hard on him. I
think he just wants you to get over Marissa. This was just another
lame excuse to get you out of that damn castle.”
    Andreas canted his head to the side and
gripped his glass at the mention of her name. His nostrils flared
uncontrollably. “Does everyone know about that?”
    “We’re on an island,” James said as if that
explained everything.
    “Right.” Andreas sat down on a stool,
feeling defeated. Almost uncontrollably, his eyes wandered back
over to Eva and her friend.
    James noticed this and nudged Andreas’ arm
gently. “Go talk to her man,” he said encouragingly, “you know what
they say. You can’t get over heartbreak until you’ve met someone
else.”
    Andreas sighed and lifted his shoulders in a
shrug of surrender. He knew that James was right. If he wanted to
meet someone, he couldn’t stay locked up in his home and surround
himself with work. He needed to take charge of his life the same
way he took charge of the casinos and hotels in the area that his
father had left him. “Give me another shot,” he said, turning to
James with determination.
    It took another three shots and Eva’s friend
walking away for him to finally gather the courage to approach her.
The girls had moved to the dance floor, and he was becoming more
and more mesmerized by watching the sway of Eva’s body. It was too
difficult to keep away anymore. He stood up from his stool and
strode the distance with confidence fueled by alcohol. He gazed at
her shapely thighs as she danced in the sand, her body flowing with
the music that filled the air. He actually stopped his walk to
watch her for just a little longer, before he interrupted her good
time with what he imagined might be an unwanted advance.
     

Chapter Four

     
    Eva downed her sixth shot. She was very much
a lightweight—under normal circumstances, anything stronger than
wine was out of the question. But these were not normal
circumstances. The cool air