Stealing Gold by Sally Clements

Author:Sally Clements
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2016-05-15T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

A couple of days later, she stayed late recording, and got a lift home with Christine rather than call Adam to collect her.

There was no sign of him when she let herself in, but the lamps were lit, and he’d lit a fire, making the cottage warm and welcoming. With a smile, she kicked off her shoes, strode into the kitchen to place the Indian take-out she’d brought home into the oven to keep warm, then went to find him.

The bedroom was empty. The bathroom too.

His office was dark.

A noise came from the room she had yet to investigate—the one he’d called his home gym. She pushed open the door quietly.

A long black leather bag swung from the ceiling, shaking with every punch of his boxing glove clad fists. He wore only a pair of black shorts, and his wide expanse of chest was gleaming with sweat. The cut of defined muscles flexing in his back, his strong legs, made her feel hot and needy.

She’d loved his lean and rangy body before, but he hadn’t sported a six-pack like he did now. Adam’d always been so cerebral—it was something she’d found infinitely sexy about him.

But buff worked too.

When they were together, he’d spent most of his time inside—his attention glued to his computer. Unlike his brothers, he had no time for sport, or that was how it had seemed. Things had definitely changed.

Something alerted him to her silent presence. He glanced behind him, and a wide, sexy smile spread on seeing her.

“Hey, you’re home.”

His shorts hung low on his lean hips, emphasizing the V between his hipbones.

“I always meant to ask you. What happened to your glasses?”

“Laser eye surgery.” He grabbed a bottle of water and drank. Even the movement of his throat as he swallowed was arousing.

“I didn’t know you boxed.”

“I started after I got rid of the glasses.” He put down the water, and stalked toward her. “Boxing and glasses don’t mix.”

She glanced around the room. “So this is the gym, huh?”

“It’s not great.” He grinned. “But let me give you the tour.” He clasped her hand. “Here we have the boxing area: one punchbag, one pair of gloves. He waved at the bottle of water. “The refreshment center.”

She swallowed a giggle.

“And over here, we have the rowing machine. If you sit up really straight, you can see the ocean through the window.”

“So it’s just like the real thing.”

He nodded.

“Do you need to be a member to use the gym?”

“It’s very exclusive, but you haven’t seen it all yet.” He pushed the door closed to reveal a hook on its back. “We have two pieces of classic exercise equipment here.” He took them off the hook and held out the other. “Skip?”

“I’ll skip it.” Fooling about with him was fun. “I brought dinner.”

“I eat dinner.” His eyebrows rose. “But I’m sorta sweaty. I should shower.”

“Oh, coincidence. I also shower.” She grabbed the hem of her T-shirt and pulled it over her head.

She washed his chest. He washed her hair, her feet, and every place in between.

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