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on a patio chair, hoping the night air would cool the fire of raging jealousy that had turned his blood to acid, desperate to escape the memory of watching Hayley acting out several scenes from Dirty Dancing with some reprobate in a T-shirt who looked like he hadn’t shaved in a week. Instead of escapism he was now being confronted by the evidence of all he’d lost.
    All he’d thrown away.
    Through the foliage, Hayley’s giggle filtered up to Mitch’s ears. “Stop it, Ty. Not here.”
    “You’re shy, all of a sudden? Did you forget about Hawaii?”
    Hayley’s voice lowered to an intimate thrum. An aroused thrum. “I could never forget about Hawaii.”
    “I bet Pete still thinks about it too. He probably jerks off every time he remembers how you let him watch while I made you come.”
    Holy. Mother. Of. God. Mitch froze, his heart suspending. Had Hayley participated in a threesome ?
    The idea stunned Mitch. The Hayley he remembered was sweet and innocent, someone who played by the rules. Yet now Mitch had to wonder if Hayley had ever been as pure and conservative as he’d presumed. It only made the fact he’d given up his one chance to be with her all the more galling. What if he’d asked her to stay two years ago instead of letting her board an aeroplane for parts unknown? Would she have explored her kinky appetites with him instead of a couple of random beach bums?
    Not that Mitch would have been willing to share her with someone else the way Ty Butler apparently had. Mitch had always wanted Hayley Bryant all to himself. But she’d been Mack’s friend, a young girl his sister had mentored in high school, someone he’d promised to watch over. Seducing her then had been out of the question.
    What about now?
    You’re in love with a dickhead who doesn’t love you back.
    Was Hayley really in love with him? Was she thinking about him while she was letting that asshole touch her?
    “You were wearing that blue sarong and a white bikini underneath it.” Ty continued the recitation that Mitch couldn’t help but overhear, despite how much it killed him. “You let me tug aside those tiny triangles of material and suck your pretty nipples. You let me slip my hand beneath your sarong and stroke your pussy until you moaned. And you knew Pete wasn’t asleep. You knew you were giving him a hell of a show, and you loved every minute of it.”
    Hayley gasped, the sound floating on the air as a drawn-out parody of the word yes . Mitch knew, just knew, that Ty Butler was touching her, stroking inside her feminine heat as he reminded her of what they had previously done together. Mitch didn’t know which was worse—facing the truth of Hayley’s history with another man or the knowledge that she was allowing that same man access to her body right now, while Mitch sat alone, forced to absorb every gut-wrenching word.
    Get out of here, Wood. It doesn’t matter if she still has feelings for you, you’ve lost her forever. Do you really need this blow-by-blow reminder?
    The only way he’d be able to escape without being detected was if he crawled on his hands and knees back to his room and slipped out the door. But Mitch wasn’t the crawling type. And then what was he going to do? Walk around the resort with a very obvious hard-on?
    Because as horrific as it was to listen to Hayley giving herself over to somebody else, it was also hellishly arousing. Mitch was so hard the formerly loose fit of his trousers had grown unbearably restrictive.
    “Yeah, that’s it,” Ty husked, his voice scraping along Mitch’s nerves. “You always get so wet when I talk about that night. You loved being the sole focus of two men, didn’t you? Loved knowing Pete was coming with us as he watched you fuck me.”
    “Oh, Ty. Make me come.”
    “I will, babe. Jesus, you are one hot piece of ass.”
    Hayley’s whimpers mingled with Ty’s ragged breaths, the unmistakable sounds of two people climbing toward the pinnacle of sexual release.