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He framed my face in his hands, flashed the PDG, and kissed me soundly. “Right now.”
The resort was beautiful, and it took no time to get checked into our own private villa. I walked around the spacious room while he took care of the luggage. Venturing out onto the balcony, which boasted a beautiful view of the ocean, I breathed in the fresh scent of salt water and tropical air. When Colby’s arms wrapped around me from behind with his chin resting on top of my shoulder, pure contentment washed over me. Whether it was his kisses down the side of my neck or the moment itself that made me shiver, I wasn’t certain.
“What are you thinking?” he whispered.
“That this here with your arms around me makes me realize I was missing something I wasn’t aware I even wanted.” Sure, I’d always had feelings for Colby, but never having been in a relationship, I hadn’t appreciated how much I craved this type of physical intimacy.
He turned me around, locking his eyes on mine. “Me, either. Maybe that’s why I freaked about you moving out.”
“I don’t want us to burn out on each other.” Considering he’d lived the life of a bachelor for so long, I figured he’d be the one to do so first.
“Not possible. If I’m being completely honest, I always assumed that in a relationship I’d get tired of being with the same person, but with you, I can’t seem to get enough.”
I put my hands on either side of his face, pulling him down for a scorching kiss. Colby Singer may never have eloquent words to convey his feelings, but his unfiltered thoughts resonated far more than any smooth declaration ever could.
When the knock came, he reluctantly pulled away. “That would be dinner.”
“That was fast,” I commented, watching him go to the door.
“I preordered, and the driver let them know we were on the way. Cheeseburgers okay, I hope?”
“Do they come with beer?”
After opening the door and signing for the meal, he wheeled a cart across the open space to the small dining table with a smile. “Si. Dos Equis.”
“Limes?”
He lifted off a cover to reveal a small plate. “What are we—animals? Of course there are limes.”
We both laughed and sat down to dinner.
A short time later, after enjoying my burger along with two beers, I pushed back from the table. “Tell me about your documentary project.”
His face lit up. “You really want to know?”
“Of course I do. I picture you in your office looking all hot in your suit and tie—and then wonder what you’ve been doing with your time.”
He flashed his dimples. “No two days are the same, but the current documentary is about the Zika virus and the spread of it. The doctor we’ve had on the project is from Brazil and insists it will be a worldwide pandemic in the next couple of years. There are already countries urging women not to get pregnant and thousands of babies being born with birth defects due to this mosquito-spread virus. We also look at the economic factor, in that the problem spreading to the US is most likely the best scenario for funding a cure and prevention. These Third World countries can’t afford to put the money for research into it, but now that it’s moving north, it can’t be ignored for much longer.”
I sensed the conviction in his voice that he believed this an important topic. “Wow. No wonder the timing is so important to get this out there.”
“It is. We’re dealing with a lot of experts and including footage from the hospitals in Brazil and El Salvador. There are both political and economic ramifications, too. Hopefully they can create a vaccine soon.”
I got up from where I was sitting, walked over and curled into his lap. “I can’t wait to see it and understand why you’re so excited about this project.”
He kissed the top of my head. “It feels good to share it with you, and now you know that’s it’s not about the money, but the message.”
“Did tell that to your brother?”
He shook his head. “We didn’t get past the bottom line. Anyhow, onto happier things. What do you feel like doing now?”
“Will you teach me how to play poker?”
His eyes took on a playful gleam, shedding the brief irritation that bringing up his brother had caused. “Only if it’s the strip variety.”
My brow arched. “Is there any other kind?”
“With me, absolutely not.”
