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Mai Tais and Screaming Orgasms
“Good Lord, Laurel. Couldn’t you have worn your hair down just once? It’s always in that bun.” Sarah shook her head. “We’re in the Caribbean, you know.”
Laurel quirked a brow at her exuberant roommate and best friend. “Yeah, I know. I saved for three years. You don’t need to tell me I’m on the trip of a lifetime.”
“Then act like it.” She turned her dark-brown eyes on a group of young men playing volleyball on the beach, less than one hundred feet from their perch at the outdoor bar. “Turquoise water as far as the eye can see, pristine white beaches, and fine young men in Speedos.” She waved at one of the men when he flexed for her. “That is a fine piece of sexual chocolate,” she whispered out the side of her mouth. “I think I’ll see what it would take to melt him down and lick him all up.”