Amanda's Guide to Love by Alix Nichols

Author:Alix Nichols [Nichols, Alix]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-02-08T16:00:00+00:00

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Kes woke up to Amanda fumbling for something.

She still had her gown on but no shoes—he had removed them before falling asleep.

“Have you seen my watch?” she asked in a sleepy voice.

He stretched out. “You weren’t wearing it last night.”

“Right. Must be in my purse.” She rubbed her eyes. “Do you have yours? We shouldn’t be late for the wedding breakfast.”

“Time slayers,” he mumbled.

“I beg your pardon?”

“Someone—can’t remember who—said it about clocks. Time dies when you look at them and comes alive when you turn away.”

“Rubbish.”

“I wouldn’t be so smug.” He turned on his side, facing her. “Haven’t you noticed how you feel fully alive only when you forget to look at your watch and forget about time?”

“I never forget about time. In my world, planning and anticipating is vital.”

“I can appreciate that,” he said. “But in my world, thinking about the future all the time prevents you from enjoying the present.”

She turned to face him. “So what are you saying? That instead of rushing to the breakfast we should just stay in bed and . . . enjoy the present moment?”

“That’s an option.” His lips twitched. “Another option is to shower and then come back to bed and enjoy the present moment.”

“God, I must reek!” She jumped to her feet and darted to the bathroom.

While she washed, he lay on his back and waited with a happy grin on his face. So far things were going according to the plan he’d hatched last night after Amanda fell asleep and he took a cold shower to kill his arousal.

It was happening today. This morning. In this room. They both wanted it, and he’d had enough of her warped reasons as to why it was wrong.

When she emerged from the bathroom—swathed in a terry cloth towel with her hair damp and her skin flushed—his breath caught in his throat.

Please, come to me.

She padded to the bed, sat on it for a brief moment, and then stretched out to face him.

He placed his hand on her bare shoulder.

She didn’t move.

Taking it as a permission to continue, he stroked her arm, adding pressure with each pass.

She stared into his eyes, her blue gaze enthralling him like the waters of the Mediterranean Sea. He spread his fingers, pressing his thumb into the underside of her slender arm and caressing the silky skin there.

“Mmm . . . nice.” She let out a languorous sigh. “But you’ve got to stop.”

“Why?”

“If we have sex now, we’ll do it again when we’re back in Paris, and it’ll become an affair. I don’t want an affair with you, Kes.”

He stared at her, poker-faced.

“We’re too—” she began.

“Different to be a couple,” he finished for her. “You’ve said it before. And you may be right . . . but you won’t disagree we’re great as lovers.”

She didn’t disagree.

“Why can’t we just have a good time together?” He searched her eyes. “We’re both single, and we’re already friends. Why not friends with benefits?”

She reflected for a long moment before giving him a smile.

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