Bad Business by JC Harroway

Author:JC Harroway
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-02-04T13:34:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

Ryan

‘I’M GLAD YOU’RE HERE,’ I say above the sound of the outboard, sucking in the addictive scent of Grace’s hair carried on the warm breeze. I’ve given her the helm of the Blarney. It’s torture to watch her small frown of concentration as she steers us around the many scattered islands in the archipelago that forms Fiji, her delight at being in charge of a fifty-foot motor yacht obvious, although its spec is so high, it could probably sail itself.

She narrows her eyes at me, a smile twitching her sensual mouth. ‘I didn’t want to miss this. Plus I’ll think up other ways to make you pay.’

I laugh, but my stomach drops. How could I have been so stupid? This morning after an incredible night, all I wanted to do was kiss her awake and drag another orgasm from her beautiful, pliant body. I forced myself to leave, my spiel about casual boundaries fresh in my head, when in reality, I was the one craving more, craving everything she’s willing to give in the time we have left. A realisation that caused my chest to constrict with panic that propelled me out of the door.

Is she the best form of distraction from my worries, or something more hazardous?

‘That’s a price I can’t wait to pay.’ I wink and fight the urge to kiss her.

What the hell is happening to me?

Despite her warning about her one sexual relationship, she blew me away. I can’t remember ever finding sex funny, but it was with her, and hot and so addictive I want to drop anchor and remind her of how well we fit together. Instead I console myself with the wide-eyed excitement lighting up her sun-kissed face.

I feel her sigh as I bring my arms around her waist and allow my nose to linger in her hair. ‘It’s beautiful, here,’ she says. ‘Will you stay for ever?’

I stiffen. It’s a thought that has never occurred to me. I could afford to retire here tomorrow, but ever since the day I had no choice but to sleep on a freezing concrete floor I’ve strived, hauling myself and my grandmother from relative hardship, single-handed. And settling in one place? When it’s easier to keep travelling, keep moving and forget the futility of craving a home, a constant.

A vision of Grace and I exploring the islands together on the Blarney flashes through my mind, both the image and my reaction jaw-dropping. There’s so much we could do together, so much more I want to know about her if I indulged in relationships. And if she embraced everything with the abandonment, joy and determination I’m beginning to learn is her default setting, what a ride we’d have in store...

But I don’t do that. I travel alone. I keep my casual relationships brief and superficial. I don’t ask too many questions. Because then I can walk away.

I grow aware of that bloody concrete block crushing me. I know my grandmother would love to see me settled.

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