“Harbor knows what it is between us. We don’t even talk about that shit. We enjoy each other. And yeah, I care about her, but… I don’t know if I’m capable of anything beyond that aftereverything with Ivana. I loved that girl, planned an entire future with her, and then she was just gone. I didn’t think I would ever get past that shit. And I’ve been with other women after her, so what’s so different about this?”
“Hmm, I don’t know.” Celine teased. “You tell me.”
She was trying to get me to do some self-evaluation, but I didn’t have the time or energy for that right now. I had to focus on this job coming up and making sure that it was done right. Harbor was enough of a distraction by herself. Celine was bugging.
“Nothing to tell. We work together. Anything else is between us, not us and the rest of the world,” I informed her, making both of her brows lift.
“Well, have a good time then. I won’t disturb whatever is going on between you two. Just make sure you are transparent with her. Blurring the lines could cause complications that you don’t want to deal with,” she warned.
“Celine, you know I love you, right?” I reasoned. “But I don’t need this.”
“Fine. Have a good time then,” she told me.
* * *
Three and a half hours later,Harbor and I landed in Dorado Beach, heading for the Ritz Carlton. She was surprised to see the private plane on the strip. Once we loaded up, her excitement only grew. It was cute as fuck how hype she was, beaming like a kid the whole way. We walked into our suite holding hands, but she pulled away from me so that she could walk through and take everything in. Straight ahead the balcony overlooked the beach and a perfect view of fucking paradise. Harbor burst through the sliding door and and allowed the wind to sweep her up. She lifted her head to the sky, taking in a deep breath.
“This is amazing. Do you see this view?” she asked but kept her back to me as I gradually made my way out to join her.
She was a whole fucking vibe, and I just wanted to watch her. Sliding behind her, my hands fell on her shoulders, massaging them before I wrapped her up in a hug. She released a sigh, and I kissed her shoulder gently while watching the sun in front of us.
“The view is perfect from here,” I whispered against her ear.
She spun to face me, eyes sparkling like two bright ass diamonds.
“So perfect I don’t even think we need to leave the room.” She drew me in and stood on her toes to kiss me.
Her lips covered mine and she moaned into my mouth. That shit drove me crazy, and my dick liked it too. Palming her ass, I brought her closer so that our bodies were touching and scooped her into my arms. Her legs fell around me, and I firmly gripped her plump ass to hold her in place.
“I think the suite needs a christening,” she mumbled against my lips between kisses.
“I do have a work thing to take care of tomorrow night before we head out, but it won’t take long. I’m all yours until then,” I assured her.
She snaked her tongue between my lips, feeding it to me while I carried her through the vast living room and into our bedroom for the weekend.
After having our fill of each other, we hopped in the shower and ordered a late lunch. Seated in the living room, I checked my messages on my phone as Harbor sauntered into the room with her robe tied around her. Her long, wavy hair had been pulled over to one shoulder, and her melanated skin had a radiant glow. I watched her float through the room like she owned it, pausing at the bar to get herself a drink. Joining me on the couch, this was as carefree as I’d seen her. Climbing over my legs, she settled beside me.
“Can we go out for dinner tonight? Even if it’s just downstairs?” she asked, leaning her head against my shoulder.
“We can do that. Whatever you want.” I kissed the top of her head, and she sipped her drink.
“So without sounding like…that girl… what is this? Us?” she inquired, bringing her eyes up to mine.
“I’m not one that’s really with the labels or nothing like that,” I said, reaching for her hand. “But… I know that I like spending time with you. It’s been a long time since I’ve been this comfortable with a woman. My relationship with Ivy’s mother was at a time when I was young. Everything was different, and so was I. I didn’t want to be close to anybody again. I had relationships with other women, but it was never how it was with Ivana.”
“You love her,” Harbor spoke up, staring off ahead. “I get it.” She swallowed the rest of her drink.
I stared at the side of her face, wondering what was going on in her head.
“What’s going on with you?” I pressed her.
“Nothing.” She shook her head and brushed me off.
“Harbor,” I called her name.
“It’s nothing, Frequency.” She hopped up from the couch, but I wasn’t letting her off that easy.
Pulling her arm, I brought her down into my lap. Her soft ass pressed against my legs, and I set a hand on her thigh.
