Reluctantly. Extremely reluctantly.

Melissa was determined that she wouldn’t fall to this handsome rogue’s charms like she’d done so easily at Alexa’s wedding. She crossed her arms firmly once more to centre herself and re-establish her resolve. There was no way she was doing it. No way. But when Melissa made the mistake of looking up at Vinny’s eyes and seeing the pleading puppy-dog eyes he was giving her.

Her resolve cracked. “Fine! But you owe me so big it’s not funny,” she raged.

Vinny punched the air in triumph. “I knew I could count on you! I won’t forget this. I’ll… I’ll… shit, I don’t know what lawyers do.” Thinking. “I’ll intimidate jurors for you!”

The shocked expression that came across Melissa’s face just then was priceless.

“I’m kidding! I’ll deliver subpoenas for you or something. But, please, we’ve got to hurry,” Vinny begged her.

Melissa stood there waiting for Vinny to leave so that she could start to get changed into her damned swimsuit for him. When he didn’t go to move, she snapped at him, “well aren’t you going to get out so I can get changed?”

“Mel! I’ve seen it all before remember,” Vinny began until he saw the venomous look she shot at him. “Fine, I’ll turn around then.”

It wasn’t what she’d wanted but it would do. Melissa bent to pick up the bag she’d brought with her and then remembered exactly what bikini she’d packed as soon as she saw the white fabric. Cursing herself that she’d been so stupid as to pack the smallest and most revealing thing she owned. Mel hadn’t been brave enough to wear it in Las Vegas let alone in front of an audience at this boxing event. Biting down on her sense of panic and shame, Melissa put all thoughts out of her mind and got undressed as quickly as she could. The tiny-weenie bikini wedged firmly in the crack of her bum as soon as she put it on. Good Lord, it was tight!

Sitting down in a chair to put the heels on Melissa told Vinny, “you can turn around now.”

The boxer turned and was speechless for once. Melissa looked jaw-dropping! The bikini, if you could really call it that, was more a collection of tiny white triangles. Cut super high in the Brazilian style, it gave the impression that Melissa was much taller than she was or maybe that her legs were much longer than they were. She didn’t possess the biggest breasts but they were firm and perky, By only just covering them in her bikini top they looked bigger and more ample as a result.

“There’s a… ahhh… jacket you can wear in between the actual rounds that will keep you warm,” Vinny swallowed getting his mouth to work. “My jacket, actually,” he said taking off his varsity-style jumper he’d been wearing and holding it out for her as she snapped on the last of the straps of Carly’s heels.

Melissa held out her hand for Vinny to help her up, his eyes roaming head to toe quickly one last time before she turned so that he could help her into his coat. Vinny stared at her petite Asian ass that was almost entirely uncovered as Melissa hugged his jacket to herself for strength and comfort. It smelled of his manliness. She found she really liked the scent.

Vinny led Melissa back out to the gym’s main floor as the event was about to get started. Melissa would have a seat in the front row, next to where the fighters would enter and exit the ring. The lights were just dimming when Vinny sat her down to explain what she would have to do.

“It’s pretty simple. At the start of each fight and between the rounds, you grab the card that signifies the round number and then climb up the steps and take a couple of laps around the ring holding it above your head. When the fights are over and we’re waiting for the result to be read out, hop back in there again and look pretty behind the referee. You can do that. You look so fucking sexy it’s not funny.”

Vinny's voice was becoming a little hoarse with lust as he told her the last bit.

“Should I start now?” Melissa asked. The two fighters’ names for the first bought were being read out and about to make their way towards the ring.

“Maybe sit this one out and watch how it all goes for now. There are six fights in total, five after this, so you will do just fine. Did you want me to grab you a drink or something for your nerves before I go?”

Melissa latched onto Vinny’s hand and wouldn’t let him leave. “Where are you going?” she was starting to panic again.

“I’ve got to…”

“Vincent if you leave me, I swear to God, I will hunt you down and kill you!”

“Alright alright! I’ll stay,” he told Mel reassuringly, patting her on the smooth skin of her thigh, comforting her.

“No. Get me a vodka first if I’m going to do this but then you’re staying.”

Vinny was able to pull Melissa’s nails from the back of his hand one by one and headed quickly to the cash bar to grab Mel’s drink before sitting back down beside her just like she asked. The lawyer downing the premixed can in a single long swig. Sure, Vinny had a few things he should probably be doing but what did it really matter? He’d much rather be sitting next to the scintillating Melissa and her not-really-there bikini if he was given free choice in everything anyway.