Free Theirs to Play by Kenya Wright Page B

see that he was researching cooking schools.
    Why is he looking up schools? Maybe he’s going to take Dawn to one and have her learn how to cook. That’s not your typical date, Freddy. What’s going on?
    Humming, Dawn lounged on our sundeck like a vixen of seduction.
    Freddy and I both decided that to be fair to the other we would stay in a hotel for now and let the dates with Dawn happen on our yacht. It limited our dating possibilities. I’d questioned the Captain and discovered that Freddy and her went to Cuba yesterday. My taking her to another country wouldn’t be so exciting after he did it. And judging by the irritated way Freddy glanced at me when I left for my date, I wasn’t so sure the Cuba trip had worked out well.
    A new jazz song came on.
    “This is relaxing,” she said.
    “Would you like some sun tan lotion?” The sooner I got my hands on her skin the better. Not that it was part of my game. I’d just been itching to touch her body since she strolled to me in those beads. Anytime I could, I peeked at that luscious rear. Desire surged within me. I could find no relief.
    “No, thank you. I don’t need any.” She placed on her sunglasses and rolled over to face me as she leaned on her elbow. “So what is your tactic for today?”
    “I don’t really have one. I just tell some jokes, impress, get aroused, and then go in for the kill.”
    “Go in for the kill? I didn’t think guys still said that.”
    “We do. Us guys meet within the center of the earth, vote, and decide on what sayings will remain or stay. Going in for the kill, in regards to making love to a woman, will always and forever remain a saying on this planet.”
    She giggled. “Thanks for the insider secret.”
    The boat slowed down and remained in the center of the ocean with nothing but an expanse of water surrounding us. Nothing could be seen from miles out. I loved the secluded nature of being on the water, so far away from everything and everyone constantly needing something from me, or better yet hoping to somehow gain something from my family’s pockets. Having a billionaire father signaled to everybody that I could pay for it all, that I owed them something, whether I really did or not. Women clung to me. Men laughed when they really shouldn’t have. Store clerks, casino owners, hotel hostesses, and restaurant managers hovered around with fake smiles on their faces, wishing I would just drop all of my bills their way. When Freddy called for these female games, it was never too hard to persuade me.
    The ocean was my home and the game, my only true pleasure after gambling.
    I exhaled and caught Dawn staring at me with a wicked grin. “What?”
    “You look at peace,” she said.
    “I am.”
    She sat up and scanned the space around us. Besides the waves crashing against each other or the sounds of birds as they soared by, out here was as peaceful as one could get in this world. “I must admit this is kind of freaky to me. It’s like we’re all alone out here. That’s scary.”
    “Really? It’s not your first time on the yacht. You were on here yesterday.”
    “I was nervous being on here yesterday, but your brother kept me on my toes. I never really had time to think about my fears.”
    “And now I’m boring the hell out of you, so you’re able to concentrate on being scared?”
    “No.” She giggled. “I’m enjoying myself.”
    “Good. Because I’m not my brother. I don’t plan for an extravagant affair. I just kind of feel the situation out and go with where it takes me. Right now, we’ve stopped because the Captain’s staff is on the look-out for dolphins. Have you ever swam with any?”
    “No.”
    “If we can get some dolphins out here, we’ll jump in and play with them. I’ll show you how. It’s a very subtle game, but full of memorable rewards.”
    Fear crept around the edges of her eyes. “I’ve never just dived off of a yacht and swam in the middle of the ocean either.”
    “It’s