Tempting Little Tease by J. Kenner

Author:J. Kenner
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781949925456
Publisher: Martini & Olive

Chapter Seven

The resort is huge, but I intend to walk every square inch of it over the next sixty minutes. I’ve got two water bottles with me, and I take long swallows from each, hoping the liquid and the motion will wash the alcohol right out of my system—not to mention the lingering effects that Samantha’s left on my now all-too-tense body.

I see Reg as I set out. He’s in one of the converted stables, and the entrance to his unit faces the pool. His door is clearly visible from our back gate, which is where he’s standing as I leave Samantha to enjoy her shower in peace. Although to be honest, my motives for leaving weren’t entirely altruistic. The idea of being alone in the room while she’s naked and soapy wasn’t doing my tightly-strung body any favors.

I nod to Reg, and for an uncomfortable moment I think he’s going to try to catch up with me. But I adjust my ear buds, pretend I haven’t noticed him signaling me to hold up, and keep on walking. By the time I glance back, he’s nowhere to be seen.

I feel no guilt. After all, I don’t like the guy. More important, my role here is to be Samantha’s devoted arm candy. And that’s a role best played at her side.

I quickly banish thoughts of Reg from my mind, but despite my good intentions, Sam lingers in my head for the entirety of my walk. I think about her as I wave to Cherry, wondering how their friendship will change and if Samantha will ever marry. The guy would be a lucky bastard, that’s for sure, and I tell myself that the tight knot in my stomach isn’t jealousy. Not by a long shot.

I think about her on the grassy lawn with the long stone table and fairy lights strung in the trees. The sun hasn’t set yet, but it’ll be twilight when the cocktail party starts, and the place will look magical. Samantha, I think, deserves all the magic she can get.

I think about her as I once again pass the pool, imagining her silky body cutting through the water, her long hair hanging in wet strands as she steps out, her nipples hard beneath a thin, white bikini.

And, damn me, I think about her as I step through the gate back into our private garden. She’ll be out of the shower by now, and I’d caught a glimpse of a flirty red cocktail dress as she’d unpacked. I hope she’s wearing it tonight. It will bring out the hints of red in her dark brown hair.

The drapes are drawn, so I try the door quietly in case she’s taking a nap. It’s unlocked, and I gently pull it open, then ease past the curtain.

The sitting area is empty, so I head toward the bedroom, only to stop dead in my tracks the moment I hit the threshold.

She’s standing right there in front of a chest of drawers, her back to me, wearing nothing but a towel.

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