“Doubt anything in there will fit you.” Harper’s voice from behind me makes me step back and turn around to face her standing just inside the doorway to the room, closing the door behind her.

“Well, I’m hoping that something in there is so small it will barely fit you either.” I walk to the closet, finding my underwear and sliding them up under my towel as Harper just laughs at me.

“You’ll just have to wait and see, won’t you. You aren’t the only one who gets to plan surprises this weekend.” Her eyes drop to my crotch as I walk back toward her with just my boxer shorts on and a very obvious growing cock showing that it’s already half hard.

“Nope, back away. We are not having sex now. Everyone is meeting downstairs in ten minutes for cocktails on the terrace.” She starts trying to move away from me.

“I know, I organized the weekend, remember?” I’m still following her as she circles around the bed. “And don’t worry, I can have you screaming my name in less than ten minutes, you know that’s a proven fact.”

“Maybe so, but not right now. Put that big boy away.”

I laugh at her panicked face as I get closer. “Well, at least you acknowledge the size.” I stare at her, trying to work out what her next move will be. And just as she is about to run, I torment her. “But it’s okay, it’s your loss, so don’t complain later when the same offer may no longer be on the table.” I run my hand over my boxers nice and slow, which sounded like a good idea in my head, but instead, it’s just making the torture worse for me.

“Who are you kidding? We both know that, and more, will be on my whole menu tonight. So, get dressed so we can get downstairs and not walk in to jeers for being late.”

And I can’t refute that because she’s right. I have plans for her, many, many plans. But they can wait, there will be plenty of time later tonight.

Now it’s time to continue the celebration of Harper.

HARPER

Walking over to where Cherie is standing looking out to the water, I figure now is as good a time as any to talk to her about Forrest. Just the two of us.

We became friends months ago when Flynn and Felisha got together, and I really like her. She is a no-nonsense kind of woman. Fierce but loyal, and I think she has a deep sense of kindness lying under the surface. She had a tough life growing up that I don’t really know all the details about but enough to know that she has worked hard to have the life she lives today.