Suddenly, twenty hot girls showed up. I realized they were party hos. You have to love LA. It was confirmed when they began to talk to the men here. Zak found one and was soon gone. These girls didn’t seem to be too picky because some of the studio guys would never score if the girls weren’t professionals. My smile grew when I spotted Lexi Andon. At least the studio people knew who she was. Our eyes locked, and I made a quick retreat to find Sage.
The yacht pulled out of the marina. There were several boats following us with paparazzi taking pictures. I pointed them out to Sage.
“I think I’ll go change so they can get some good shots,” she said.
Of course, that left me alone to be approached by the party hos. Being a good guy, I made sure I was gracious and spent some time talking to them. Ben came over and sat on my couch; that seemed to attract more of them. I was sure the paparazzi were having a field day. Zak came out and sat in a seat across from us.
“Hey, ladies. Give me fifteen minutes, and we can go have some fun,” he announced.
Ben and I looked at each other and shook our heads. Then Sage came out, followed by Ben’s girlfriend. Sage had a dancer’s body, which means her butt was out of this world. She wore a bikini that showed off her best asset to the fullest. Ben’s girlfriend had the Pamela Anderson-type body, and she looked damned fine in her bikini, even though it covered more. Models aren’t body-shy, so Sage didn’t seem fazed to be walking around almost naked.
Then the day almost ended abruptly.
“Hey, Isabel,” Zak said, and stood up and gave Ben’s girlfriend a full-on kiss.
I was glad Fritz was there. He saw Ben’s expression and grabbed Zak, who squawked, but Fritz marched him off before Ben could end his life. Even though Zak was well built, I knew that Ben worked out almost as much as I did. He also trained, and from my experience with our fight scenes, I would guess Zak would last about two seconds.
Isabel looked confused until she saw Ben’s face. I recognized the guilt for what it was and felt sorry for Ben. She pulled him inside to explain things. I feared that with that body, she might convince him it was all innocent. The problem was I knew Zak. When he’d kissed her, it was the kind of kiss you gave a past lover. I’d seen him kiss other girls like that.
“That was interesting. Do you think …?” Sage asked.
“I would hate to speculate,” I said.
“That bad, huh?”
“I didn’t say anything,” I defended myself.
Sage caught me up on what had been going on since we saw each other last. She’d gone to Europe and did a couple of jobs there. As we talked, our conversation came around to Bill.
“I finally got it through his thick head that we were through,” she said. “I can’t believe he thought I would be okay with him cheating on me on road trips and then with whatever sick games he played with Ridge and Penny. Here I thought she was my friend.”
“She can be persistent. It might not have been Bill’s idea.”
“Why, have you been with her?” Sage said with some heat in her voice. “You have.”
I grabbed her wrist, but she was having none of it, so I followed her to our stateroom. She tried to slam the door in my face, but I pushed in. Usually, when girls try to hit you, they flail at you. Often, you’ll get a wild right that you can catch with your left hand, and then the left will come. Their next move is to knee you in the balls. The trick is to capture both hands and then twist to the side to avoid the knee. You then pull them tight to your chest and lean your head back, because they’ll head-butt you.
Sage surprised me when she landed a double-handed punch to my chest.
“Ouch!” I complained as I wrapped her up into my arms.
She was a hellcat. For a minute there, I was afraid I would have to hurt her to save myself. Out of self-preservation, I picked her up and deposited her on the bed. I quickly landed on her and wormed my legs between hers so she couldn’t knee me. I pinned her hands above her head and jerked back to avoid getting her forehead in my nose.
“Settle down. I told Penny ‘no’ when she approached me.”
“You still did it with that skank,” Sage seethed.
“I didn’t. She molested me while I was asleep. Ridge and I made her stop,” I said.
“What did you do?” she asked.
I told her the whole story. When I finished, Sage wasn’t as mad, but I hadn’t let her go. About halfway through the story, Mr. Happy woke up and realized that hot model lady-bits were rubbing against him. I was a little embarrassed because I knew Sage felt it.
“I suppose you expect you’re going to fuck me now,” she said.
“Screw you!” I said, getting up.
“David!”
I didn’t even look back as I slammed the door behind me.
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Saul gathered everyone together in what I would call the living room of the yacht, but the first mate had called it the saloon.
“Craig Wild signed a contract for the next two movies yesterday. The studio offered you the same amount he’s making as a sign of good faith,” he told Elizabeth and Bree.
