Chapter 17
NOAH
The catamaran stopped and the deckhand announced that this would be our first swimming spot.
I was just about to head over to the swim ladder to take a dip, when I stopped dead in my tracks.
On the other side of the boat Ali had just peeled off her dress to reveal the red bikini she was wearing and fucking hell.
She looked absolutely incredible.
My gaze went from her toned shoulders, then drifted down to her tits, which filled out her bikini top.
And when I saw her nipples straining against the fabric, my cock thickened.
Shit.
I should look away.
I absolutely should not be ogling my best friend in a bikini, but look at her.
My eyes darted to her stomach then dropped between her strong thighs.
God, I’d love to see those hooked around me.
Better still, I’d love to lift her legs over my shoulders whilst I buried my cock inside her.
Jesus.
What the hell was wrong with me?
I needed to calm the fuck down.
The thoughts that were racing through my mind right now belonged in a porno. They had no business being associated with my oldest friend.
On the plus side, at least this proved that there was nothing wrong with my dick, which was a relief. Judging by the way it was throbbing right now, it was functioning as normal. The problem was, it’d gotten excited by looking at the wrong woman.
The timing was also terrible. I couldn’t start walking around with a stiffy. They’d throw me overboard and I’d have to find my own way back to the hotel.
I quickly tore my gaze away and started trying to think of something that would deflate my dick as quickly as possible.
‘You coming?’ Kayleigh frowned.
‘Er,’ I paused. Thirty more seconds of staring at Ali and I would be. Get a grip, man. ‘Yeah. Let’s go.’ I quickly strode to the edge of the boat, then dived in. Kayleigh followed.
I submerged my face and entire body under the warm water.
That’s better.
Good thing I’d got in when I did. It was exactly what I needed.
At least that was what I thought until I saw Ali sashay towards the steps in that fire-engine red bikini then turn to climb down them, giving me a clear uninterrupted view of her arse.
Fuck me.
I thought her tits and thighs were my weakness, but now I was adding her backside to that list.
Talk about a triple threat.
Colin and Shania were right.
I wasn’t over Ali.
I was anything but.
In fact, the strength of my attraction to her right now was so off the scale, I wondered if it was even stronger than the crushes that I’d had all those years ago.
How had I not realised?
Embarrassment and shame pumped through my veins.
Embarrassment because I couldn’t believe how stupid I’d been thinking that moving to the other side of London and not seeing Ali in person for a year would be enough to dampen my desire for this goddess.
And shame because Kayleigh was a few feet away from me and instead of thinking about her, I couldn’t take my eyes off my best friend’s arse.
I was sure before that I’d need to tell Kayleigh today that things weren’t working between us, but my body’s reaction to seeing Ali in that bikini just cemented it.
It didn’t matter if my attraction to Ali wasn’t mutual. I wasn’t a cheater. And even though nothing would ever happen between us, it didn’t feel right to continue this pretence with Kayleigh knowing that I had feelings for another woman.
I wouldn’t ruin her day on this cruise, but I couldn’t put it off for too much longer.
When we got back to the hotel I’d sit down and have an honest talk with Kayleigh. Break things off gently.
After that, I’d need to work out what to do.
Was it time to tell Ali how I felt about her?
No.
Just because I was breaking things off with Kayleigh, she wasn’t going to do the same with Adonis, so what would be the point?
As much as I didn’t like her match, I wasn’t going to do anything to jeopardise her happiness.
Now that I realised I fancied my best friend, I knew I needed to do something.
But if telling her about my feelings wasn’t an option, the million-pound question was, what should I do instead?