Barter Games

Pia Monroe
2 min readDec 3, 2021

There’s nothing worse than having your cruise ship sink during a sudden hurricane and then waking up on a deserted island with other clueless passengers…

Unless you count the fact that the only man I can trust is my grumpy and mysterious bodyguard and he’s not in the mood to play nice at all.

But if I want to survive this shipwreck, I’ll need to play a game of barter with him, like a joke in exchange for a meal or even a kiss.

But when I need the safety of his bed for the first scary night on the island, can I give him everything he wants?

Part 1: There’s nothing worse than having your cruise ship sink during a sudden hurricane and then waking up on a deserted island with other clueless passengers, unless you count the fact that the only man I can trust is my grumpy and mysterious bodyguard and he’s not in the mood to play nice at all.

Part 2: I look at my flimsy party dress, the sequined fabric glistening in the moonlight. Too bad it’s useless on this island which poses a problem. What else can I barter for shelter then?

Part 3: I hear her approach, her gown dragging behind her. I should cut that damn thing but at the same time, I have to remind myself that she’s no longer my responsibility even if I can’t take my eyes off her.

Part 4: I can smell her heat. I can almost taste it. How many times had she teased me with her body throughout my service to her family? Did she really think I never caught the glances she sent my way?

Part 5: Around him, it’s as if my body has a mind of its own, doing whatever he tells me to do.

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Pia Monroe

Hopeless romantic, writer of erotic love stories and an accidental narrator. All stories are intended for 18+. Find my books on piamonroe.com