Johnny woke up in Maya's bed fully clothed. She was still wearing her evening gown from last night. He tried to remember what happened between them after the casino. He was getting these flashes of her straddling him and riding him. But that couldn't have happened it had to be a dream, especially since poker chips were raining from the sky in those flashes. And they were fully clothed. They'd definitely kissed last night. He remembered that clearly because it had been in the elevator in front of Mario.
He lightly pushed on her shoulder. "Maya, wake up." He begged. Maya stretched and her eyes fluttered open. "Johnny, what are you doing here?" she asked. "I slept here night, well early this morning. Maya, what happened between us?" he asked "I don't know. I don't remember what happened after the bet with Bellani." She admitted. "I remember the bet with Bellani, I beat him at poker." Johnny recalled. "We're all sandy so I guess we too k a walk on the beach or something." She said.
"Let's not sit here all day. Maybe if we go out we'll remember what happened." She said getting up. "Yeah, maybe. I'm going to my room. How about I order in breakfast and then we go down to the pool?" he suggested. "Sounds good to me. I'm going to get out of this sandy gown." She said.
Johnny sat down on his bed. He really went overboard with the drinking last night. And then Maya had kissed him last night. His mind kept flashing back to kissing her. Her lips had been so soft, and she used just enough tongue. She was a very good kisser no wonder Ethan was jealous. And to think Ethan was hanging in the kiddie pool, when he'd had the chance to experience a real woman like Maya.
Maya walked out to the living room in her expensive new cheetah biking with the black lace trimming and a cover up over it. Johnny had order Eggs Benedict with caviar for breakfast.
"You have expensive taste." Maya commented. "If you want something else I can send it back." He said. She shook her head. "No! It's alright." Maya said sitting down and grabbing a fork. She started to dig into breakfast. Definitely not her usual morning meal but this vacation.
"I wish I could remember what happened last night." Johnny said. "Probably nothing spectacular." She said. "No, I think it was something unbelievable. Like since we were celebrating, maybe we went to one of the clubs and completely let loose. I bet you were dancing on the bar while I was doing the most embarrassing moves on the dance floor." He said. "I hope not. It might ruin our reputations." She said. "Reputation means a lot to you doesn't it?" he asked. "Why would you asked that?" she wondered. "Because you mentioned it last night." He said. "You didn't want to hurt my reputation." "Alright it does mean a lot to me. Growing up a Ward there were high expectations. I mean that fact that my mother and father never married or had a long relationship with each other was tarnishing enough." Maya explained. "I wish there'd been high expectations in my house growing up. Maybe Claudia wouldn't be dead right now and I'd be a musician." He said.
"You want to be a musician?"Maya asked. "Don't make fun of me or laugh but great dead composers inspire me. Writing lyrics and putting them to a beat is something I like to do." He said. "I would never laugh. That's great that you want to make something of yourself." Maya said. "It's too late now. And no one would hire me based off my last name." he said. "You're not cursed to spend your life in the mob forever. Don't let last name hold you back. We live in New York. I'm sure you could get some record companies to use you as a songwriter." She said. "Yeah, right." He said.
"What instruments do you play?' she asked. "Piano. I basically taught myself." He told her. "I'd love to hear you play sometime. My cousin Brooklyn sings maybe you could pair up for a song." Maya suggested. "I don't want to sing a duet with Brooklyn." He said. "Alright, what do you wanna do?" she asked him. "Has a guy ever written you a song?" he asked. She shook her head. "No, I've never dated any musically talented guys." She said. "Well I'll be the first." He told her. "I'll write beautiful song for you entitled Maya."
After breakfast they headed to the pool. "Can you get my back?" Johnny asked Maya handing her a bottle of sunscreen and stripping off his shirt. "Sure." She replied. She poured the lotion on his back started rubbing it in. his skin felt so good underneath her hands. She moved from the middle of his back to his wide shoulders and ran her hands down his strong arms. Those strong arms could hold her tight anytime. She stripped off her cover up and laid back on the cushions in the private cabana. She could lie as a cocktail was brought to her, she could get used to this. Too bad it was short lived.
Bellani was walking up to them right now. "Hello, friends. I see you've recovered from last night. Johnny bought champagne for the whole table. And the way you two rushed out after the game, it looked like you were in for a passionate night!" Bellani told them. Bellani walked away.
Johnny looked at Maya and he blushed. "You don't think…" he started to ask. "No, there's no way." She said. At least she hoped there was no way. None of the condoms she brought were missing. And she wasn't the type to drunken hook up. If she slept with Johnny she wanted to remember every minute of it.
"Let's go." Johnny said. "Suddenly I don't feel like lounging at the pool. Let's explore the island."