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She holds her long, dark hair up on top of her head in a ponytail. “Is this all right?”
My brow furrows as I stare at her. The blood begins to rush around my body, and my throbbing heartbeat echoes in my ears.
“Erm…” I pause as I think of the right thing to say. She looks more than all right. Fucking hell!
Eliza flicks her bikini bottom and wiggles her hips. “I think I’ll get it.”
My cock instantly hardens.
What the actual fuck is going on here?
She puts her hands up and rearranges her breasts in the bikini top, and my dick clenches in appreciation.
Jesus Christ.
I’ve never reacted to Eliza this way before, and I’ve seen her in every possible way.
I break into a cold sweat. The room begins to spin, and I stand up in a rush. “I’ll meet you outside.”
2
Eliza
I frown as I watch Nathan practically running from the shop. What in the hell’s wrong with him?
I turn back to my reflection in the mirror and smile as I look at myself. I actually look good in this. All those mornings in the gym are finally paying off. I turn to look at my behind and readjust the top over my breasts. Yep, I’m getting it. I try on the second one but it doesn’t look anywhere near as good. Gold it is.
I get dressed and take the bikini to the cashier. “I’ll take this one, please.”
“It’s lovey, isn’t it?” She folds it and wraps it in white tissue. “It just came in on Thursday. It comes in red, too. Did you see that one?”
“Yes, I did. “My eyes roam over to the others on the rack. “Thanks, but I prefer this color.” I glance out through the window to see Nathan pacing back and forth on the sidewalk. His hands are raking through his hair, and he looks like he’s just seen a ghost. What is he doing?
“Have a nice day.” The cashier hands over the bag, and I bounce outside.
Nathan’s eyes meet mine, and he swallows a lump in his throat.
“What happened?” I ask. “Did the hospital call?”
His face falls. “Yes.” He looks around nervously. “That’s it, the hospital called.”
I link my arm through his. “Everything okay?”
“Yes.” He glances down at my hand on his bicep.
“Do you need to go straight away or are we grabbing you more coffee?”
“Umm.” His eyes hold mine.
“It’s fine.” I sigh. “You’re off the hook. Come have a quick breakfast with me and then you can go to work. I don’t mind shopping alone.”
He raises a brow. “If you don’t mind shopping alone, why do you always make me come?”
“To torture you, of course.” I smile.
“Hmm.” He grunts. “It’s working.”
“Don’t forget we’re going out tonight.”
