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Caroline grinned and placed her mouth back over his still
throbbing cock. He pulled back for a moment and settled in while
she gently sucked him as tiny orgasms flew through his loins. He
glanced down to her breathlessly. He wanted to tell her he loved
her, but it was too soon. He felt like a moron. They had been
dating for just a few weeks, but he wanted to spend every minute
with her. She was perfect.
     

6
    Victoria returned a few hours later, and she and
Jim sat out by the pool as Caroline packed their things. He smiled
at her. "Thanks for letting us stay here. She really enjoyed the
massage."
    Victoria grinned as she asked, "Were you able to
stick with your no sex in that room rule?"
    He smiled as he said, "I did, but it wasn't
easy."
    They sat in silence for an awkward moment, and
then he asked, "How are you doing? Are you seeing anyone?"
    She paused. "Not really, but I did meet this hot
guy on my flight back from Philadelphia. He owns a restaurant and
is a little closer to my age."
    "That's great," Jim said as he glanced quickly
to her firm legs. He sighed and thought, Shit, I'm still in love
with her. I love both of them. There must be something wrong with
me. He shook off those thoughts. "Just make sure he's a good guy
before…"
    "Oh, I will."
    Caroline walked outside and approached them.
They both smiled at her, and Caroline said, "Your house is
beautiful. I appreciate you letting us stay with you. That massage
room he put together is spectacular."
    "You can stay with me anytime," Victoria
replied.
    Caroline gave her a slightly evil smile as she
said, "He has great hands. I almost couldn't make it through the
whole thing without…" she bragged with her eyebrows raised.
    Victoria felt a twinge of jealously, and glared
at Caroline as she said, "I know he does have great hands. When we,
uh—"
    "Okay," Jim interrupted. "We'd better get on the
road if we're going to make it to North Carolina before
midnight."
    The two women gave each other fake smiles and
then headed into the house.
     
     
    Two days later, Jillian was working on
finalizing the arrangements for the expedited, October tenth
wedding. Brian had verified he could be away from the office, and
they checked with Jim to be sure he could make that date as well.
She told Brian that she was having second thoughts about pulling
everyone away from their homes around Christmas plus the timing
worked better in October with some book promotion events that her
publisher was planning.
    By the end of that day, she had booked the
wedding and reception at the luxurious Hotel Eden Rock and reserved
a block of hotel rooms for the anticipated guests. She arranged for
a charter flight from Miami to St. Barts and back. She also
discovered a large, gorgeous beach mansion available for rent that
would serve as a quiet spot for the wedding party to stay
separately from the other guests. Jillian thought it would be the
perfect place to hold a rehearsal dinner. The wedding coordinator
from the hotel helped her immensely in the whole process—everything
from choosing a minister to finalizing the menu. In fact,
everything was easy, but it was, of course, outrageously
expensive.
    Jillian put a rush order in for thirty
invitations and began to finalize the guest list. She mailed the
invitations out two days later, and then told Brian it was time he
made the call he'd been dreading for months. Although he spoke to
his mother about every other week, he failed to mention the
important fact that he and Jillian were about to be married. With
the invitation on its way, he slept on it one more night and then
made the call.
    When his mother answered the phone, he just
blurted his news out. She didn't say a word. He went on to explain
that the wedding was going to be in St. Barts and that their
airplane and hotel reservations would all be prearranged. He didn't
apologize for not telling her sooner nor did she ask why he didn't.
The call ended with Beverly simply saying they would be