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Yet she questions her ability to turn the head of every man who sees her?
Granted, in all other ways, she did seem totally confident and completely secure in her abilities. The only thing she seemed unsure of was her capability to captivate a man until he was half out of his mind with lust, which I could easily assure her that she bloody well had in abundance.
I wasn’t sure why it bothered me that Kylie had any self-doubt at all, but for some damn reason, I wanted to protect her from any vulnerability. Especially since I knew someone had once hurt her so badly.
Really, like I was her knight in shining armor? Hardly. But there was something about Kylie that made me want to be that man she came to when she needed someone. And yes, I wished she’d start looking at me with lust in those beautiful eyes instead of just compassion.
What in the bloody hell is wrong with me? Have I completely lost my mind?
It’s not like I’d done a brilliant job of taking care of myself for the last two years, much less been worthy of the job of protector for anyone else.
I frowned as I felt something wet on the back of my hand. I looked down to see Kylie’s dog with his nose against my skin, nudging against it as a physical prompt.
“Worthless hound,” I grumbled as I reached down and pulled Jake up and onto my lounger.
I might as well get that over with since the hound wouldn’t be happy until he was sprawled out on the cushion beside me.
In the dog’s defense, it was the most comfortable spot to be since the entire pool area was nothing but cement.
“At least you aren’t worthless and an idiot,” I muttered as he found his place beside my leg and dropped his head onto my thigh. “Although, you do realize that there’s a completely empty chair about a meter away from this one, right?”
The canine simply looked up at me with a pair of adoring brown eyes that made me reach out and pet his head absently.
Jake didn’t seem to care whether or not I wanted to be his human friend. For some unknown reason, he was apparently fond of me, even though I’d certainly never encouraged that affection.
The irritating mongrel had never really given me a choice as to whether or not I wanted to fully embrace his canine devotion. He gave it, and simply expected me to accept it.
“Are you having a one-sided conversation with Jake again?” Kylie teased as she surfaced at the side of the pool closest to my lounger.
I watched as she swiped the fiery hair from her eyes and rested her arms on the cement.
Her beautiful hazel eyes were dancing with amusement as she looked up at me, and my cock responded with unabashed enthusiasm to the only female who’d stirred its interest in a very long time.
“It’s not exactly one-sided,” I argued. “He always looks like he understands me perfectly.”
She shot me a knowing smile that made my gut ache as she said, “Admit it. You like him, and he likes you. You’re actually lucky. Jake is very picky about who he chooses to trust.”
“Lucky me,” I drawled sarcastically, even though I was willingly giving the hound the affection he’d demanded.
“Aren’t you going to come in?” she asked curiously.
My eyes devoured her slick, wet form. She was wearing a very modest one-piece turquoise swimsuit, but it didn’t matter. It wasn’t difficult to look at the light, creamy skin that was exposed and imagine the rest.
Fuck! I’d been doing that exact thing for three weeks straight now.
Kylie was athletically fit, but she had curves in all the right places, and I was well aware of every single one of them.
Maybe I had teased her about her flame-colored hair in the beginning, but there wasn’t a single second when I didn’t want to bury my hands in those glorious locks and see if they were as soft and sensual as they looked.
After that, I wanted to bury my cock inside her shapely body because I already knew that shagging this woman would be a far better distraction than anything else I’d tried in the past.
Yes, I did usually join her in the pool in the evening, but it was probably safer and easier to fantasize from a place where I could see her and not be within groping distance.
Christ!I respected Kylie, and I liked her, but our budding friendship didn’t stop me from wanting her naked, coming, and screaming my name while it was happening.
I was fairly certain that nothing was going to kill that particular recurrent fantasy anytime soon.
In fact, the need to touch her grew every single day until I now felt half mad because of that obsession.
