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Four
    Melonie

    H oly shit. I’m in a private cabana with a gorgeous man who looks like he stepped off the pages of one of the smutty romance novels I’m so fond of. He looks like he could be a rock star or a biker with his long hair and tattoos.
    What are you doing, Mel? You don’t do this. You never do this. You are a highly respected, professional woman. What are you doing out here with this too-gorgeous-to-be-real stranger?!
    As I look at Dade and take in his enthralling presence, I tell myself to shut the hell up.
    Screw it!!
    I’m on a beautiful island with a drop-dead gorgeous man who seems interested in ME…What’s the worst that could happen?!
    While I’m beating myself into submission, he’s pouring us champagne. He comes back with two delicate crystal glasses in his large hands. He hands me one and watches while I nervously take a sip.
    “Are you ok with being here?” he asks with a smirk as I white knuckle the glass. I’m praying I don’t snap the stem.
    I take a large gulp of the liquid and cough as I inhale some of the bubbles. He takes the glass from me and rubs my back as I catch my breath. His hand on my bare skin feels like fire, yet chills race across my skin at the contact. When I can breathe normally, I look up. He’s staring at me. His eyes are so dark, I get lost in them. I immediately lose my ability to breathe again.
    He uses his long finger to tip my chin up and I swallow. He asks again, “Are you ok with being here, Rayne? I need you to answer. If you stay, we are going to fuck. I need to know if you want that.”
    Oh my God. Did he just say that?! He wants to have sex with me? Just like that? I don’t even know him. Do I want to have sex with him?
    Shut up! Of course you do. You’ve been thinking about it since you first saw him. So what if it’s out of character for you?! He’s gorgeous and could have any woman on this island, yet he’s here with you…
    My nerves are strained and my panties are soaked. His voice is deep and melodic. Just looking at him gets me wet and when he talks… Good God! I do want to have sex with him! I want to take a chance and do something out of character. Something tells me he’s safe.
    I nod.
    “That’s not good enough. Say it!”
    I swallow again and meet his eyes. “Yes. Yes, I want to have sex with you, Dade.”
    He smiles and my panties flood. “Good. I’m clean.”
    I blink…
    Fuck. I didn’t even think about that! I am a freaking doctor and I didn’t think about the fact that he’s safe. I’m on the pill, but does he have condoms?! Sheesh, Mel. Nice. You preach to others about safe sex and this dude who could easily rival Joe Manganiello comes around and you’re ready to shed your panties and spread your legs.
    “Do you have condoms?” I blurt out before my hands fly to my mouth.
    He throws his head back and laughs. “Yes. I do. I keep a couple in my wallet as a precaution.”
    My face feels like I was in the sun with zero SPF for hours.
    I sober a bit. “You make it a habit of picking up random women and screwing them?”
    It’s his turn to blink. He chuckles. “Sometimes, yes. But I don’t regularly sleep with people I don’t know, if that’s what you’re asking.”
    I nod. “That’s what I’m asking.”
    He stares at me. “You’re different. I like you. No, I don’t normally sleep with random women. I don’t have to. I do have sex occasionally, but I don’t fuck complete strangers.”
    I click my tongue. “I’m a stranger.”
    He laughs again. “Yes. Yes, I suppose you are. Let’s change that. Tell me something about you.”
    I’ve had three drinks tonight and now champagne. I’m a little buzzed and feeling bold. Leaning over, I grab him and pull him to the lounge bed in the corner. I’m sure it’s meant for a nap, but I want to sprawl on it. With Dade. While we talk . Turning, I push him. He falls backwards with a smirk and I laugh as I follow him down. I’m never this forward.
    “Well…” I tap my