#Chapter85
A City Boy Turned Cowboy
XANDRY
The Harrises and I settled at the bar lounge. Talking about business was not the best topic I wanted to indulge in when I was on the yacht, but that was what the oldies were enjoying at this moment while I was currently mind-fucking Blaine.
The Harris twins were already at the spa room with the best masseuses with the relaxing androgynous scents of sophisticated oil mixed of sandalwood, violet, and vanilla, or probably the sensual aroma of the sweet almond oil.
Saph and Blaine were lounging at the deck—their faint laughter was tempting me enough to join them, but that was their girls’ time.
One of the reasons why I brought them here was to spend time with Blaine and not sitting in front of these oldies while listening to the topics out of my interest, but I was not to be disrespectful, was I?
