Breathing For The First Time by Mary E Thompson Read Free Book Online

for once and amazed at how much a great night with some amazing women can change my mood. Of course the massage earlier helped. We decide to hit a show tonight, but know we need to be asleep early since we’ll be in Cozumel early tomorrow. Maybe this trip will be exactly what I need.
     
     

CHAPTER EIGHT
    Tyler
    I need to talk to Brooke. It’s clear I won’t get a word in with her friends around, not that I blame them. She just doesn’t understand, and I need her to.
    I haven’t seen her much since I tried to talk to her at the pool three days ago. We were on shore every day since and she’s avoided me after dinner. Rachel isn’t helping at all either. She’s acting like we’re together, trying to hold my hand and touching me. Because of our history, I don’t want to be rude to her, but she’s making me nuts.
    Tonight, I’m going to try to talk to Brooke again. Maybe it’s useless, but I can’t help myself. She’s all I can think about, and I’m not going to let her slip through my hands. We’re on a ship, sailing around some of the most beautiful sights I’ve ever seen, and I want to share it with her.
    Instead, I’m stuck watching her with her friends, dying to hold her.
    I came back onboard early today, telling Rachel, Jon, and Jessica I didn’t feel well. Rachel tried to come with me, but Jessica begged her to stay so they could shop. I hoped to run into Brooke, but I didn’t see her. I assumed she’d be on a shore excursion with her friends, or avoiding me, but I had to take a chance.
    The cruise leaves port at three o’clock and I make sure I’m out of the room a little early, knowing Rachel will come looking for me. Holding her off has been okay so far, but each night gets harder. I don’t want her. I want Brooke. But Rachel isn’t willing to accept that.
    I still haven’t told Rachel about Brooke. When we broke up three months ago she asked me if there was someone else. I told her no, but only because Brooke and I hadn’t talked about being together. I hoped she would want to be with me, but I didn’t want to hurt Rachel without knowing what would happen with Brooke.
    Rachel has noticed me watching Brooke, I know she has. She turned up the charm after I went to Brooke at the pool. It’s hard to not respond to her, my body remembers her touch, but it doesn’t set me on fire. Not like Brooke. But now Rachel has gone from spending the time we’re in the room in her underwear to sleeping naked. In all honesty, it’s coming across as incredibly desperate.
    I scan the ship, looking for Brooke. I know she’s here somewhere, but I haven’t seen her out much on the ship. I don’t know where her room is so I can’t just knock on her door and ask if we can talk. God, this is frustrating.
    I give up my search a few minutes before dinner is going to start. I know she’ll be in the dining room. I get there early so I can sit facing her table. We might be across the room from each other, but if I can see her, I can follow her out and find a way to talk to her.
    Thankfully I’m the first one to my table. Jessica and Jon have been late every night, and I have a pretty good idea why. Rachel usually tries to walk with me, but I managed to escape her tonight. Hopefully I can fend her off after dinner, too.
    I settle into my seat and watch the door for Brooke. I hope she comes in before the others so I can watch her without being distracted by a conversation.
    I bring my water to my lips just as Brooke walks through the door. I nearly choke on my drink, stunned by her beauty. She looks even more gorgeous than ever. Her blue dress is impossibly short, barely covering her sweet, round ass. Her breasts bounce with each step and I know the thin fabric of her dress is the only thing keeping them in place. Her blonde hair is hanging free, gliding across her shoulders and kissing her breasts as she walks.
    My hands move at the sight of her, wanting to touch her, and I feel my shorts tighten as my entire