A Place in the Sun by Grey R. S

A Place in the Sun by Grey R. S

Author:Grey, R. S. [Grey, R. S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Travel, Romance, Humour, Adult, Contemporary
Amazon: B01MDOQ1G1
Goodreads: 31823218
Publisher: R.S. Grey
Published: 2016-10-24T07:00:00+00:00


I STAYED WITH Georgie until she drifted off and then I lingered there in her bed, watching the rise and fall of her chest. She looked serene laying there, swollen red lips and pink cheeks and chestnut brown hair splayed out in every direction. She was tan from the top of her head down to where the sheet wrapped around her waist, and I wondered if she’d sunned without her top on. Women did it in Vernazza all the time, and I wouldn’t put it past Georgie to join them. That kind of exhibitionism took a certain level of confidence, and Georgie wasn’t lacking in that department.

I should have left as soon as she fell asleep, but for some reason, I felt compelled to stay. For a few inexplicable hours, I felt more comfortable down there in the village with her than I would have back in my refuge up the mountain. She could have woken up at any time and seen me there, watching over her like I was mad—and maybe I was, a little. My eyes followed the line of her frame slowly, from her chin down across her neck and smooth chest. I tried to memorize the dips and valleys of her body, the curve of her breasts.

She was an agonizing sort of beautiful, the kind that reached out and demanded everyone take notice. When she smiled, the world smiled with her, and more than once, I found myself wishing I was the man she deserved to be with, the one she had come to Italy to find.

I couldn’t pretend I wasn’t a mess. While I lay there with Georgie in her bed, I didn’t watch the rise and fall of her breath because it was beautiful, but for the fact that it was reassuring. Despite their best efforts to pull me out of my desolation, most people in my life had eventually been conditioned to withdraw from me at the first sign of displeasure. They were practical adults who, after touching the hot stove once, learned to avoid it. But it had been different from the start with Georgie—her almost childlike indifference to my feelings and heedless disregard for my aggression had allowed her to come closer than anyone before her, even though I’d only known her for a short time. I didn’t know whether or not that was a good thing.

I hovered my hand over her mouth and felt her exhales heat the center of my palm because I had to reassure myself that she was alive and well, young and healthy. The few times it seemed as though she’d stopped breathing, I’d lunged forward and felt for her breath. After the last time, I tugged my hand through my hair, angry with my fear. I stood and tugged on my shirt, felt around in the dark for my shoes, and let myself out of Georgie’s hotel room without glancing back at her.

I took the dark path up to my villa and collapsed into my bed when I got there.



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