Arabella
We both speed off from the yacht, we have to go 100 meters out and turn and go back again, we are both side by side and I can see Dom looking over at me constantly. I have to win this bet, it will be my reason for staying away from him. If I don’t my season on this yacht is over.
When we reach the 100 meters I do a quick sharp turn compared to Dom’s wide turn. That gets me ahead by a few meters. I can use this to my advantage. I stand up giving him full view of my ass.
Its always been my best asset, so I give him a little wiggle and twerk. The joys of working in this industry is you do get good on the equipment. We get to play on our days off.
I reach the platform and tag Brianna onto the next task and climb aboard. When I sit on the edge that’s when Dom pulls up and Leo goes onto his next task.
“Unfair Arabella, it was supposed to be a fair game.” He huffs sitting beside me.
I giggle, “there was no ground rules laid out Dom. All’s fair in love and war,” I nudge his shoulder with mine and even that sends a bolt of electricity down my spine.
He smiles, “I’ll take that goodbye kiss tonight then.”
With that he stands and watches the rest of the group.
I do get a twinge of guilt and saddness. I watch Dom watch the rest of the group noticing when he smiles or laugh at something it's not reaching his eyes. I wish I never won the bet but this is my livlihood I'm risking. And for what? A six month fling, it wouldn't be worth that. Yet here I am instantly regretting my win.
Zara is the last to climb aboard which means we lost the race. As much as I would love to see Dom eat in a bikini we now have to serve in bikinis, and I know the perfect one.
If he wants his goodnight kiss, I’ll make sure I leave him with a memory he can never forget.
Zara is the last to climb aboard which means we lost the race. As much as I would love to see Dom eat in a bikini we now have to serve in bikinis, and I know the perfect one.
If he wants his goodnight kiss, I’ll make sure I leave him with a memory he can never forget.
I feel sorry for Brianna, she confided in me that her boyfriend broke up with her before she joined this crew. Something to do with not wanting her to be working this closely with men for this length of time. Please that’s a bullshit excuse he wanted a reason to finish with her.
“Bri please don’t say anything. Especially to the crew. Captain already found out and hes not happy about it. You seen what happened at lunch they were literally warning each other.”
“Arabella, I promise you now. If you want to sneak about at night with him my lips are sealed. I'm your friend not the enemy. Screw what captain says. I have a feeling Dom won't let him fire you.”
“it doesn’t matter, I won our bet. We won't be seeing one another after tonight.”
We walk into the kitchen, and I laugh at Zayn. He might not of been taking part in the races but here he is standing in the galley with an apron on with swim shorts beneath.
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Fun Below Deck
RomanceArabella has always prided herself in her job, especially after landing her dream job of being a head stew on yachts. For years shes been the best of the best and never put her job in jeopardy. That was until she broke the number 1 rule: no romantic...