The Kiss (Playboy Pact #1) - M. Robinson Page 0,3

a good friend. Cain was more like my brother.

They all were.

“Why do I feel like whatever you’re about to say is going to be life-changing?” Mila recognized.

I glanced at her. “Because, my lovely Lala, you know I’m wise beyond my years.”

“You still think James Bond is a real person.”

“He’s not ready to talk about Sean Connery, Mila. None of us are,” Sawyer explained.

“It’s too soon,” Ashton added.

“Oh my God. I’m surrounded by idiots. How many times do I have to tell you Sean Connery is an actor? He’s not James Bond.”

Our eyes went wide.

“Don’t you ever say that again!” Cain ordered in an offended tone.

“You respect the dead!” Ashton demanded, following his lead.

“Guys!” I shook my head. “I was having a moment here. Can I continue?”

The guys nodded while snapping their attention back to me. I looked at my boys and without any hesitation, I said the six words that would change the future of our lives, “We’re going to make a pact.”

They peered back at me like I was crazy and hey… maybe I was. All I knew was that these guys were like my family and I was going to make sure we’d stay that way.

“What kind of pact?” Ashton asked.

“A lifelong one. The Playboy Pact,” I replied.

Cain chuckled, “You sound like a needy chick.”

When you’re sixteen years old you think you know everything, we didn’t.

I sure as shit didn’t.

I thought what I was about to say was going to ensure we stayed tight no matter the girls who may come into our lives. Mila didn’t count. She was my best friend and that was the end of it.

I nodded. “Bros before hoes.”

“Guys before lies,” Sawyer uttered.

“Masturbate before asking her to date.” Ashton smiled.

“Dicks before tits,” Cain asserted.

“And we’re gonna make sure of it,” I professed, finally announcing what I thought was in our best interest, “We’re going to make a pact to stay single and never fall in love.”

Never once thinking that my girl Mila…

Would make me regret those words that felt so right at the time.

Chapter 2

—Leo—

Present time

“Can you please hurry up and finish unpacking?” I begged, laying on Mila’s bed in the house we rented with the guys.

It was a five-bedroom waterfront property right on the beach, with an infinity pool, hot tub, and a full staff to cook for us whenever we wanted. I wouldn’t even have to try to get laid. All I had to do was find a girl on the beach, point to where we were staying, and panties would be dropping in a second.

For the next week, we were living the good life in Cancun thanks to my parents. It was part of their graduation present for me. In a few short months, we’d be graduating from college and I’d start interning at my old man’s company.

Since the day I was born, my life was set out for me.

“Lala, I’m growing old here. Why must you unpack right when we get to places? I mean it’s not going anywhere. Your shit will still be right there in your suitcase in the morning. I promise.”

“I’m not a disgusting man-boy like you guys are. I need order in my life. Thank God there’s a maid here to help clean up after you and your herd of women.”

Cain walked into her bedroom, pointing toward her balcony. “There’s a herd of women tanning topless on the beach as you speak, Mila.” He grinned, only looking at her. “So, do we get to see your tits this trip too?”

“I hear when they are topless they are called a flock…” She cocked her head to the side. “Or maybe that’s geese? I always get them confused.”

“Or we could just call them pussy,” Ashton added, walking in, going straight to the balcony to see the tits on display.

Sawyer leaned against the doorframe, giving his two cents. “I prefer wet pussy, thank you.”

Mila shook her head. With a smile on her face, she nodded to Cain. “I do appreciate you recognize I have tits, but not enough to share them with you and the rest of spring break crowd.”

“You’re such a downer, Mila. You need to let those puppies breathe, you know? Give them a spin around the dance floor, let them bring all the boys to your yard.”

She shook her head at Cain again. “I do just fine without having to show my chest, but thanks for your concern. I’ll take that into consideration ummmm… never.”

I laughed, standing up. “All right, I’m dragging you out of this