Kai’s POV“How are the preparations going? I ran into Mrs. Burton today. She’s sour. I take it…you are not doing exactly what she wants you to do?” I asked her.

Chiara was stretched out by the poolside. A bottle of sunscreen sat on the table next to her. My eyes traced the length of her body – from her smooth long legs, up her thighs, to her flat belly, her breasts and finally her shaded face. It took everything in me not to touch her.

“I don’t think the ladies like me very ...