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Chapter 5: Breathe A Litle Girl!

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~Emma~

This is gonna be a crazy night, y’all.

By the time we got downstairs, Nia was already on the phone screaming at her friend because apparently the yacht was leaving in thirty minutes and she had forgotten to mention that tiny, extremely important detail while she was busy pretending to fuck me from behind.

“Tell them to wait,” she demanded, marching toward the car like she owned the road, the yacht, and every body of water connected to it. “I have a recently traumatized married woman with
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    “Please stop whispering crazy things while I am standing right beside you. I have already witnessed enough sexual confusion for one night, and I refuse to become an audience member for whatever this is.”Nia laughed and finally stepped out of his arms, but he caught her by the waist and pulled her back against him before she could reach me.He lowered his mouth to her ear and whispered, “You are not leaving before you tell me where I can find you later.”She rested one hand against his chest and smiled up at him.“You can find me wherever the doors lock.”His eyes darkened immediately, and his hand tightened around her waist.I reached for Nia’s wrist and pulled her away before they could start touching each other again.“You can both continue making plans to ruin this yacht after I have had at least one drink.”Nia looked over her shoulder at him.“Do not go anywhere.”He watched her body as I dragged her away.“I was about to tell you the same thing.”I shook my head and tightened m

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    “No, I can’t go in there.” Nia stopped so suddenly that I nearly walked straight into her back. She turned around on the dock, one hand holding her clutch and the other planted on her hip, staring at me like I had just announced I wanted to swim home. “What the fuck is no?” I looked past her at the yacht again. “Nia, look at these people. They all look like they have private chefs and offshore accounts. I cannot go in there looking like this.” She looked me up and down. “Looking like what? Fine as fuck?” “Nia.” “What?” She grabbed my shoulders. “You are fine, girl. Do you hear me? Fine. Your ass is sitting in that dress like it pays rent, your titties are one deep breath away from causing a maritime emergency, and your face looks expensive. Stop acting like you came here wearing a church choir uniform.” I glanced toward the entrance again. “What if someone recognizes me?” “You have your mask on.” She tapped the black lace covering half my face. “No one will recognize you.

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    ~Emma~This is gonna be a crazy night, y’all.By the time we got downstairs, Nia was already on the phone screaming at her friend because apparently the yacht was leaving in thirty minutes and she had forgotten to mention that tiny, extremely important detail while she was busy pretending to fuck me from behind.“Tell them to wait,” she demanded, marching toward the car like she owned the road, the yacht, and every body of water connected to it. “I have a recently traumatized married woman with me, and her titties took longer than expected.”I stopped walking.“Nia.”She covered the phone with her hand.“What?”“Why are you announcing my marital crisis to strangers?”“They’re not strangers. They’re yacht people.”“What the hell is a yacht person?”“I don’t know yet, but we’re about to find out.”She uncovered the phone and continued shouting.“Yes, she caught her husband cheating. No, not with a woman. With his best friend. Yes, on their anniversary. I know! It’s disgusting. Anyway, s

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