I was still reeling in from Amara's answer to Nat; the girl had spunk and balls; I'd give her that. Dishing it out to a vulture-like Nat took some serious guts. I was still enjoying the banter when the car door opened, and I instinctively looked down to see if my junk was covered and if I was decent.

Amara took this opportunity to slip past us, and I could see her genuine smile and her to-die-for dimples when she greeted Eva and Arman. I was looking at them through the tinted car window, and Nat was busy applying makeup, like a layer, unlike Amara, who was glowing naturally like a goddess.

I caught sight of Arman asking Amara to call her..." Interesting, little brother, not so little after all," I thought. I was fixed on Amar's face when she saw Eva's security detail. All the women in our family had security detail with them. I couldn't read Amara's expression when she met the Bodyguard; maybe she thought it was unnecessary.

I was still contemplating my next move, When Nat thrust Amara to the side to get the group's attention.....in return, getting a rigid and almost unwelcomed stance for Eva... Interesting!!!

I wonder if Eva will be the same loving friend when she finds out Armaan had said yes to Amara without even meeting her when he thought she was, but he wanted to meet Eva before saying yes. Perhaps will find out, or we may never know....with my best devilish grin, I sauntered out of the car and stretched a bit before hugging Eva and Armaan. I whispered to Armaan," One in hand is better than two in the bush," and he stiffened under my comment. He knew what I was talking about. All excited, Eva asked me if Amara and I were on the same flight. I could see her mind's wheels moving; we would be a good fit.

We would be if Amara wasn't this arrogant and had some family alias to her name. I extended my hand to Amara and said," So you must be the hot friend minus the family." I know I'm the asshole. I would've been pissed if she hadn't taken my hand. She took my hand in hers( her soft hand almost like a dove's wing that I could crush) and gave me her best pearly white, deep, dimpled smile and said," Yup ! That's me, and you must be Vik the prick minus the manners." and dropped my hand like it was a piece of dirty underwear she accidentally touched at the strip club.

I was fuming; I grabbed Nat and headed toward my Room. I could hear Amara and Eva giggling. I'll make you pay for this, I swore inwardly as I dragged Nat like a rag doll to my Room to fuck some frustration out, even spank her a bit, thinking it was Amara's ass I was welting red.

For fuck sake, I groaned in my head...I was hard just thinking about her.