Claimed by a Stranger (Craved Series #2) by Hazel Kelly Page A

chin in her hands. “Sooo
good. I think I might stay here forever.”
    “Oh really?”
    “Yeah.” She rolled onto her side. “I might just be Matteo’s sex
slave from now on. Ya know, let him get me drunk and fuck me every night. Spend
my days on the beach.”
    “Sounds pleasant.”
    “Right?!” She lifted a hand in the air and then dropped it
immediately back on the bed as if she needed it to hold on. “I mean, why is
this not my real life?!”
    “Because life’s a bitch.”
    “It’s so unfair,” she said. “I’d totally forgotten what a
brilliant little slut I could be after six years of sitting on the couch in
sweatpants with Max.”
    I sighed.
    “Matteo makes me feel so alive.”
    “Tell me about it. I’m pretty sure Jack is my soulmate and
there’s a parallel universe where we end up together, but by some cruel twist
of fate, it isn’t this one.”
    “So you had a good night?”
    “Good doesn’t even scratch the surface,” I said. “I had the
sexiest night of my life.”
    “That’s it. It’s settled. We should both stay. Fuck the States.
We’ll be professional muses from now on.”
    I laughed. “You are so right. I can’t think of a single reason
why we shouldn’t spend the rest of our lives here.”
    Megan rolled onto her back and looked at the ceiling. “I did
drugs tonight.”
    I rolled my eyes. “When you call it drugs, it makes you sound
like a real amateur.”
    “I am an amateur!”
    “What did you do?”
    “A bunch of coke.”
    “A bunch, huh?”
    “Some? I don’t know. Any coke is a bunch to me.”
    I had no interest in doing drugs at this stage in my life, but I’d
experimented when Megan was in her serious relationship so I understood the
appeal. “And how was it?”
    “It was fucked up.” She rolled her head towards me. “I think I
gave six thousand high-fives.”
    “Wow.”
    “On top of out-dancing everyone in the club.”
    “I’m sure you did.”
    “And that was before I let Matteo fuck me in the bathroom.”
    “What?!”
    “And the craziest part is that it was all my idea.”
    “Whoa, Megan.”
    “Don’t worry. It was a really nice place. The bathroom was super
clean. It had a couch and everything.”
    I shook my head.
    “Did you and Jack have a chance to get frisky tonight?”
    “Yeah,” I said. “He reserved the rooftop of a local bar.”
    “He what?!” She sat up on her knees, her butt sliding to the
side a second later.
    I shrugged. “It was no big deal, but one thing led to another.”
    “And?!”
    “And he was amazing.”
    Megan smiled.
    “Every inch of him.”
    She squealed and clapped her hands together.
    “Shhh! It’s after two.”
    “Sorry,” she whispered. “I’m just so excited for you!”
    “I know. Me too. I really needed that.”
    “So was he kind of conservative or-”
    “Not at all,” I said. “In fact, he was really bossy.”
    Megan groaned and let her head fall back. “I love that.”
    “To be honest, I wasn’t sure if I would, but his confidence was
contagious.”
    “What do you mean?”
    “I mean I acted way freakier than I normally would.”
    “Do you think it’s something in the air here? Or the drinks?”
she asked. “Or did we just meet two really amazing guys?”
    “I have no idea,” I said. “But I’m not complaining.”

Chapter
17: Jack  
     
     
    I followed the
signs for the spa like it was a scavenger hunt, trying not to dwell on the fact
that someone else would be massaging Audrey.
     
    At least for a
little while anyway.
     
    Once I reached
the spa, I walked down so many narrow teak hallways I started to feel like I
was in some kind of Thai Alice and Wonderland. I passed a room full of tiny
gold Buddhas, a room full of trickling fountains, and a room full of rich
maroon and gold tapestries.
     
    Finally, I
pushed open a door that revealed what I really came to see: Audrey’s smiling
face.
     
    “Hi,” she said,
standing up as I entered the room. She was wearing her white hotel robe