Secrets on the Sand (Barefoot Bay Billionaires) by Roxanne St. Claire

Author:Roxanne St. Claire [St. Claire, Roxanne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: South Street Publishing
Published: 2013-12-09T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

There never was a moment to say no. The party ended, the weather escalated, the overnight guests were ushered to their rooms. Or room, as the case may be. Of course, Amanda and Zeke weren’t flying back to Florida’s west coast in a storm, and it seemed crazy to go to a hotel when they were in a house this size, but...

Amanda swallowed against a dry throat as she entered the softly lit guest suite on the second floor and heard Zeke behind her, saying good night to their hosts, giving her a minute to get situated.

She looked around, admiring a floor-to-ceiling fireplace in the middle of a cozy sitting area. French doors lined one wall, looking out to a wide veranda, only partially covered by an awning, the rest designed for private sunbathing. Tonight, however, rain blurred what must have been a million-dollar view beyond that. Large double doors opened to a bathroom the size of a small country, and another set led to a walk-in closet. In the middle of the room…the elephant—an ultra-king-size bed covered in silk pillows and draped in sheer curtains.

One great big mistake just waiting to be made.

“Your dress is going to be a mess.”

She wheeled around at Zeke’s voice, catching him as he closed the door and locked it behind him. “Excuse me?”

“From sleeping in it.” He took a few steps closer, fighting a smile. “I mean, if you’re going by the letter of our law.”

The contract that said no clothes would ever come off. She’d thought that would be enough to keep them out of bed. Of course, she hadn’t planned to be trapped in a suite overnight with him.

“Then you’re going to be uncomfortable, too.” She gestured toward his dress shirt and trousers. “Maybe you should have thought of that when you told Garrett we only needed one room.”

She gave him a minute to deny that, but he lifted a shoulder. “I didn’t want to leave you.”

Points for honesty. And the ability to turn her lower half into a pool of lust with so few words and one hot look.

“Anyway, if you read that contract closely, it doesn’t specify whose clothes,” he said. “I can take mine off.”

Oh, please don’t do that. She’d never manage to keep her hands off him.

“Or you can take yours off.”

She narrowed her eyes and crossed her arms. “You know damn well what I meant when I put that line in our deal. All clothes stay on. All hands kept to ourselves. All...stuff...is off-limits.”

“Stuff? Is that what the kids are calling it these days?” In three long strides, he closed the space between them, his eyes bright.

“Whatever you call it, I was trying to keep us from a situation like...” She angled her head toward the bed. “This.”

“Yeah, that.” Eyeing the bed, he sidestepped her and lifted one of the sheer drapes off a hook to slip it a few inches across the canopy. “Nice bed. You could sleep in here without clothes on, and I wouldn’t even see you.

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