Hey all! I posted this last night, and I was hella confused. If you've already read this chapter nothing has really changed just went back in and added a page break that disappeared when it was uploaded. This story won't be that long. 5 chapters at the most, but you never know.

Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, the franchise, or anything else that I can get sued for. I'm a broke college student!

Ali parker, Virginia Hamilton, Steve dublanica, for some of the quotes used in this chapter

Enjoy all!


"Welcome ladies and gentleman to the Love Club, I'm Dr. Burrows and I will be facilitating this week of sinful paradise. I'd like for you to introduce yourselves. Yes, I know many of you have already gotten to know each other during the little mixer portion but I don't want you guys to pigeonhole yourselves. This process is to get out of you comfort zone and broaden your horizons. So without further ado, ladies?"

"I'm Ashton and I'm from the South where, everyone pulls over to let a funeral procession pass. We don't have fireflies, we got lightnin' bugs. Taters are mandatory while shoes are not. Y'all is a proper noun, ain't is a word. Chicken is fried and biscuits come with gravy. Sweet tea is the house wine. Shopping carts are buggies. You never disrespect your elders, we talk to strangers, we wave a lot. And we love pearls, porches, and peanuts, and blessin' hearts."

"Well it looks like Sharpay done said it all about the south! My name is Kelsi and I'm southern born and southern bred."

"I'm guessing that you four are friends and are from the south? As a doctor I can make those kinds of assumptions because I'm smart." He said with a quirk to his lips and a twinkle in his eyes. "I'm right aren't I? I knew it! Please do continue, you ladies are fascinating."

"I'm a Southern Belle, class with sass. And everywhere I go I bring a little southern hospitality with me."

"Sorry to interrupt but I'm from New Mexico, will you explain this 'southern hospitality' we don't seem to have it where I'm from."

"What, pray tell, is your name?" she asked.

"Troy."

"Well darlin, it's not a tangible thing, but an attitude which has been ingrained in southerners forever. It's a feeling of being sincerely welcomed as a guest or a long lost friend; a way of life that lets people be as warm as the climate. It's an easiness in speaking with total strangers or anyone, a unique friendliness encompassing the whole way of life in the Deep South. It's not something one does; it's the way one is."

"How about you peaches?" the aforementioned little lady regarded him behind a mask of faint intrigue. The nerve of him to think he could call her names. Well I'll be.

"Sorry sugah, but men only call me peaches when we get nasty."

"Is that right? Will we be getting nasty then?"

"Isn't that the whole point of this retreat, sweetheart? Your little lady is sitting over there waiting for you though."

"Baby I ain't come with nobody, but I'm not leaving here without getting a taste of you."

"I do declare!"

"Sweet lord, he knows what he's doing. I swear Taylor that man is giving you the eyes. He wants you bad girl. He's undressed you several times with his eyes I can bet money on it." Sharpay said. Taylor looked up to find that yes his eyes were on her, and there was no shame in his game at being caught. He has some nerve, unabashedly staring at her. Purposefully making his perusal of her body known. And goodness it made her hot.

That man was very much eyeing her and spent the rest of the introductions as well as this quick break eyeing her. It was as if he were the predator and she the prey, he followed her every movement through the room.

"I'm going to just get this out the way; you need to stay away from Chad okay. He's mine-"

"You ain't got the good sense God gave you do you?" Gabriella asked. "Honey he flat out said he didn't come here with anybody."

"But he's leaving with me. Is that understood? Good. This was a great little chat."

The group watched her as she made her way to the man of her choice, her catlike grace seemed to have mesmerized him and his eyes quickly followed her movements towards him.

"I think you were wrong Shar. He's fickle. He was watching me to make her jealous. And it seems like the plan worked."

"Hold your horses now Tay, I know what I saw. That man wants you. The fire in his eyes was all for you. And come hell or high water he's going to have you before the weeks out." Taylor rolled her eyes, she could do better than that schmuck. There was nothing better than knowing you could have the pick of the room, and the room was ripe for the picking.

Her friends seem to have already set their eyes on a few certain gentlemen, which left the rest of the population for her to nibble, and suckle on. Especially one beautiful Latin eye candy, who has definitely been giving her the eyes, she couldn't wait to get a taste of him and all his Latin fire. All that was left was to get through dinner, and then it would her and him under the thatched roof of his bungalow, making temperatures rise.

"To conclude this evening, dinner will be served in the dining room and I've already chosen your dining companions and topic of conversation for the evening. Tables of eight are set around the room, find your names and enjoy!"

Smiling as she made her way around the room with the men she made eye contact with, Taylor tried to portray the persona of a sexy vixen who was ready to mingle. But the truth of the matter was that she was tired of being on display. She wanted a bath and just to lie in bed. To think this retreat was two weeks long! She breathed a sigh of relief when she found her name at a table where her friends were already seated, only to have dread crawl down her spine when she realized who else was sitting with them.

Upon her arrival at the table the gentleman—and she is using gentleman loosely—all stood, smiling politely at her. The devil with the sexy smile had the nerve to pull out the seat next to him. Everything he seemed to do just really cooked her grits. No matter how nice or respectful he was acting, after that little stunt at the introductions, Dahlia knew Dorian was nothing but trouble. Trouble with a capital T.

"Evenin' ma'am." He whispered in her ear. "I do hope you don't mind sitting next to me."

"This is fine. Just make sure you keep your hands to yourself." With that devilish twinkle in his eyes, he made a show of placing his hands in his lap.

"So, are we ready to look in our envelope and see what are topic of conversation is for tonight?"

"Hurry up Zeke!"

"Sex… I think we should've seen that one coming." He said to the laughing group. The sexual tension simmering around them was stronger than the gulf winds of a category five hurricane. "What does…how are we supposed to start this? I don't want to have sex anymore-

"Ezekiel Baylor! You didn't just say that!"

"Chad if you'd let me finish before interrupting. Like I was saying I'm tired of having meaningless sex. I want to start making love. Don't get me wrong I love rough, fast sex, like the next guy, but I want slow, soft, toe curling lovemaking now."

"If your lovemaking isn't rough, you're doing it wrong. If you love them fuck them like you hate them." Sharpay said. "It keeps the relationship fun don't you think?"

"This love thing is the root of all evil. It's like an added pressure to every relationship. I've had it up to here with women trying to force my hand to put a ring on it. Why would I take on that added stress?"

"Love isn't stressful. The women you bring into your life are stressful Chad."

"Shut up Troy. Sex is easy. Sex is fun. It's when titles are placed on it, that it gets bad. All women regardless of what they say are looking to get married. I'm not the one."

"I'm married. My husband is coming in in a few days actually. And I'll have you know married sex is great. We got married out of high school, which was about 10 years ago, and our sex drive hasn't dwindled in the least. We have sex at least three times a week. But I know marriage isn't for everyone, Taylor here for example has been saying since we were in our preteen years that she was never getting married and she doesn't seem any less happy for it. Looks like she's the female version of you Chad."

Taylor looked up from her plate to have the eyes of everyone on her. Her friends did this to her quite a bit. They knew when provoked anything can happen. And knowing them, well Kelsi especially when she issued a challenge those around her were set for a show.

"For all those men who say, 'why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free.' Here's an update for you. Nowadays 80% of women are against marriage, why? Because women realize it's not worth buying an entire pig, just to get a little sausage."

"You must be shopping at the wrong market Peaches."

"And you must be going to the wrong farm, sugah."

"Well we're both here now, how are we to remedy our mutual plights?"

"I'm meeting Carlos later tonight he'll be sure to satisfy. I'll let you know how it goes."

"How kind of you to think of me. But Peaches you and I both know that he won't. But if it makes you feel better to dream, by all means dream of me."

"You wish Sweetheart. I'm capable of handling my own. I don't need your help getting off."

"Don't tease me if you can't please me."

"It's not that I can't please you, it's more that I won't please you, Chad."

"I like the way you say my name. You just sealed your fate Peaches."

"How? What are you talking about?"

"Seduction."

"But seduction isn't making someone do what they don't want to do-"

"Seduction is enticing someone into doing what they secretly want to do already."

"If I wanted you, I could have you. Southern women are extremely good at getting what they want."

"I never chase, I replace. Remember that Peaches. Have a great night with Carlos."

"Your attempt to dismiss me was cute. I'm sorry but you seem to have mistaken me for a woman who will take your shit, Chad. I'll leave when I'm ready."

"I think that's enough from y'all tonight. I need a drink after that, anyone else?"


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