Dibs on the Bartender

A yacht adventure, a vacation fling, and one ridiculous game.

Maintaining my purity is proving to be a bit too much . . .

It’s time for the annual girl’s trip. I’ve made my mind up, this is my last trip. It started as a fun girl’s only getaway but in recent years, it revolves around the secret game – Bed the Bachelor.
The rules are simple:
1. Sleep with the most hard-to-get bachelor
2. No flirting with the other girl’s mark.
3. The loser pays for everyone’s trip.

I never play. This year, though, one look at that handsome, flirty bartender and I decide saving myself for marriage is no longer in my plans. The secret game just became more interesting.

It was just supposed to be just a fling, but now I have feelings. Can this fling weather the storm of secrets or will we get caught in rough waters?

Read the vacation yacht story from Niki’s perspective.