Where Trust Lies (Love vs. Loyalty Book 3) by Nia Arthurs

Author:Nia Arthurs [Arthurs, Nia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-06-26T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

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Breana’s lips usually tasted like honey, but this time the salt from the ocean tempered the sweetness, creating a unique blend that quickened his pulse and left him stunned. Trenton quickly adjusted to the tang and savored the salt as much as the sweet.

Repositioning his hand so that one remained on her waist while the other cupped her jaw, he deepened the kiss. Breana’s hand came up around the back of his neck, and she closed her eyes, inviting his advances.

Trenton didn’t want to stop, but when he noticed her trembling and determined that most of it was not from their kiss, he pulled back. Breana shook her head and quickly ducked under the waves to hide from the cold. He scooped water into his hands and poured it on her head to help.

“Ready to head back to the hotel?” he asked, his voice husky. Breana nodded and waded toward the beach.

Trenton followed along, grabbing her hand when they made it to the sand. Reclaiming his T-shirt, he reached out to put it on when he saw Breana’s hand trembling as she tried in vain to tie her skirt back around her waist.

Walking up to her, he snatched the cloth from her hands. She glanced up at him in surprise, her eyes diving to the family playing on the sand a few feet away from them.

“There are children here, Trenton,” she said beneath her breath.

He grinned mischievously, finding her concern amusing. “They’ll have to learn about the birds and the bees sometime.”

She pressed a hand to her chest and arched an eyebrow. He could imagine her thoughts as she silently scolded him for his scandalous behavior.

Breana extended her arm and looked away. “Hand back the sarong.”

“Here,” he said. Leaning toward her, he positioned the slinky material around her waist and tied it tightly, patting her bum as reward when he was done.

“You do exactly what you want no matter what I say, don’t you?”

Ignoring the slight scolding in her tone, he handed her the T-shirt and slipped his hands into his pockets.

“What’s this for?”

“Put it on. You look like you’re freezing.”

She watched the shirt and he knew she was debating rejecting it on principle. Her dislike for the cold seemed to win out for Breana eventually snapped the shirt up and pulled it on, rubbing her arms against the sleeves for added warmth.

Trenton really like the sight of her in his T-shirt, but knew instinctively that he’d like the sight of her out of it as well. He heard a drizzling sound and found Breana leaning over and wringing her hair out. She looked so effortlessly alluring.

They needed to get back to the hotel. Pronto.

After a few minutes, Trenton succeeded in flagging down a golf-cart and directed the man to their hotel. As they drove, Breana stuck her hand out of the car, inviting the sun’s rays to further dry her off.

“Aren’t you cold?” she asked him as they passed by the festival that was still in full swing.

“You make me warm,” he said honestly.

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