Dirty Games (Tropical Temptation Book 4) by Beck Samanthe

Author:Beck, Samanthe [Beck, Samanthe]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: opposites attract, Entangled, contemporary, contemporary romance, romance, erotic romance, erom, sexy, sensual, hot, Brazen, Tropical, Tropical Temptation, Samanthe Beck, island, enemies to lovers, trainer to the stars, movie star
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2017-11-12T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Quinn couldn’t bear to look, but she heard every tap as Luke entered her assessment results into the tracking app on his tablet. She pulled her spine straighter, because good posture made a girl leaner. Right?

His long, resigned sigh dropped an anchor of failure in her stomach. She opened her eyes and searched his face. “Are you kidding me?”

He gave her a grave look. “I am. Congratulations. You’ve earned a reward.”

Shock paralyzed her vocal cords for a second. “Seriously? How much progress have I made?”

“All of our key measurements are down. Your overall BMI is down. Your strength and endurance are way up. Look at the definition you’ve got here”—he traced a finger along her biceps—“and here.” The finger wandered down her torso, where she could see some actual abs now. “The better question is how do you feel?”

Horny would be her answer, especially if his fingertip wandered over any more of her body, but she cleared her throat and said, “Good. Energetic. Like if I can handle everything you’ve dished out over the past four weeks in here, I can handle an afternoon of takes on an action scene.”

“Great.” He walked to the little fridge and pulled a paper bag out of the small freezer section. “Do you want your reward here, or by the pool?”

By the pool sounded more relaxing. Her villa sounded even more relaxing, but he hadn’t set foot in her domain for three days—since he’d treated her like a woman so screwed up she didn’t know her own mind. He was clearly trying to enforce boundaries, and she was trying to let him because his rejection, no matter how well-intentioned, hurt like a bitch. But the notion of spending time with him somewhere besides the gym tempted her too much.

“Pool.” She skipped out the door, into thick air, and dappled afternoon sunlight. “What’s my reward?”

He strolled into the palm-shrouded courtyard at a more sedate pace. “Something from your list of favorites. Two things, actually. Have a seat.” He pointed to the chaise lounges arranged side-by-side near the pool, with a small, wrought iron table between them.

She plopped down on one and watched as he placed the bag on the table. When she reached for it, he swatted her wrist. “Hands off, grabby. I have something to say before you dig in.”

“Talk fast, Luke. I want my reward.”

“Hmm. It’s warm out here. Maybe I’ll take a swim first.” He sent her a mild smile, and then stripped off his shirt.

“Don’t you dare—” His shirt landed in her face. She swept it aside, and prepared to toss it at him, but her mouth went dry at the wide planes of his chest, the hashtag of his abs, and the enticing line of dark hair trailing from below his navel to where it disappeared beneath the drawstring of his gray sweat shorts. Did he have anything on under them? One little tug and she could find out. As if he’d read her mind, a truly impressive muscle twitched beneath the gray sweats, and lifted in a gravity-defying show of strength.

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