Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 51530 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 258(@200wpm)___ 206(@250wpm)___ 172(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 51530 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 258(@200wpm)___ 206(@250wpm)___ 172(@300wpm)
“Dad! Lucas and Issi took me to ride go-carts! We went to the arcade too.”
“Wow! That sounds fun, Ollie.”
“It was, and guess what?” He doesn’t wait for me to guess before he continues, “I beat Uncle Lucas. He was so slowwwww.”
“He’s always been slow. So you’re having fun?”
“Yes!” he screams into the phone.
I lean my elbows onto the side of the hot tub with the phone to my ear. “Are you being good for Uncle Lucas and Aunt Isabella?”
“Daaad, I’m always good.”
I laugh, but the truth is, he is normally a good kid. I don’t know how I got so lucky in that department. “I’ll be home tomorrow night, Ollie.”
“K, Dad. I gotta go. I love you.”
I barely get out “I love you” before I hear the click on the phone. The sound of Lilian getting in the water has me turning around.
“Was that Ollie? Is he having fun?”
She is walking down the few steps of the hot tub, but the water is only up to her knees. She leans over, gliding her hand along the top of the water, and I take a step toward her. How can I not? She’s so tempting, and she draws me in even though I know I should be keeping my distance.
She’s watching me, her eyes on my chest, and I don’t stop until I’m right in front of her. “I probably should have told the gift shop to get you something that covers a little more.”
Her chin lifts defiantly. “The other one was a modest black one piece, but I chose this one. If it bothers you—”
I cut her off, wrapping my hand around her waist and pulling her to me. “It doesn’t bother me, Lilian. Not like you mean. My only thought is that we are in a public place, and I don’t want other men to see you like this.”
She looks around the edge of the hot tub and the pool. There are six rooms that have balconies to the private pool area, but every one of those balconies are empty. I’m not a fool. When she said she wanted to go swimming, I rented the other five rooms to keep this pool private.
But the joke’s on me. Her hand goes to my phone, and she takes it, walking backward to set it on the edge of the hot tub before making her way back in front of me. Her hand burns into my chest as she curls her fingers against me, giving my hair there a little tug. “Try again, Ford. You think I don’t know? I’ve worked with you for two years, and I know that you booked those rooms and that there is no one staying in them.”
She gives me a knowing look and asks, “So tell me, why should I have a more modest bathing suit on?”
I can no longer keep my hands to myself. I run my finger under the strap of her suit at her shoulder. She visibly trembles, and I cup both her shoulders in my palms. “Because I want you. I’ve wanted you for two years, and being this close to you, seeing you like this…” I blow out a breath and try to control my breathing. “It’s too tempting, Lily. Way too tempting.”
Her eyes are searching mine, and I try hard not to put my guard up. There are so many reasons why this is a bad idea. I’m her boss. She just wants to have fun and is not looking for anything serious. My son is already attached to her, and I can’t let him get hurt, but knowing all that, I still can’t walk away from her.
The beginning of a smile tips her lips, and her hands slide up my chest to cup behind my neck. I let my hands slide to her back, pulling her flush against me.
She keeps looking at my lips, and finally she murmurs huskily to me. “I owe you a kiss, Ford.”
At first, I don’t get her meaning, and then I remember her saying she could kiss me for bringing her food. I know it’s a game, and she doesn’t owe me anything, but I’m not going to refuse it. Not when I’ve been dying to have her lips on mine.
“I do remember you saying something about that.”
Her breasts are flattened to my chest, and I can feel her shakily inhale with each breath she takes. Being this close to her is having the same effect on me. We’re so close, all I have to do is lean forward a few inches and I would have her lips against mine.
I bring my hand up to cup her neck, her pulse racing under my thumb. “Ford, please?”
Her pleading with me is my undoing.
I’ve thought about this every moment since she kissed me the other night, and there is no way I’m not going to savor it. I want to ravage her, but I do my best to take it slow and enjoy it. But fuck, her lips under mine make me lose the last bit of control I’m holding on to. She wraps her arms around my neck, and I tilt my head to deepen the kiss.