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“You travel a lot?”
She nods but doesn’t elaborate either.
We both stand next to each other in silence, enjoying the ocean breeze and sun on our faces. I may not have realized it before we came, but this is exactly what I need. It’s been a long time since I’ve gone on a vacation or been out of my normal routine. One week here with Millie might finally prove to myself that my life is perfect and that I can handle a week vacation a year.
“We should go snorkeling! And hiking to the volcano. Oh, and surfing! You know how to surf, right? If not, I can teach you. And dancing! I love dancing.”
I chuckle, a grin slipping back onto my face as I listen to all the things Millie is excited to do. I haven’t smiled this much in years, but find myself grinning all the time when I’m around Millie.
“You’re laughing at me. You think this is all a bad idea. Well, what do you want to do, Mr. Boring?”
I laugh again. “Actually, it all sounds great, Millie. I’m up for whatever you want to do this week.”
Her eyes narrow as she tries to figure out if I’m lying or telling the truth. “You sure Mr. Stick-Up-His-Ass is up for an adventure?”
“I am. I’ll say yes to anything this week.”
“Anything?” Her eyes light up.
“Anything.” My eyes sear with all the dirty thoughts I’m thinking.
She notices, and her eyes turn fiery.
She grabs my hand and pulls me back inside. I’m hoping her first choice of activity will involve us both getting naked and using the ginormous bed or jacuzzi, but when she drops my hand and picks up a brochure, I know that’s not where her head is.
Too bad. My cock twitches in my pants. I’ve never been this hard without a release. Six months and only one night of sex with this woman is going to be a nightmare.
Something catches Millie’s attention, and I follow her gaze to the bottle of champagne chilling.
Do I tell her that I won’t be drinking? Do I tell her why? It will be such a buzz kill. I’ve been sober for ten years.
No, I’ve been sober one day. I don’t care if it was just one night. It was a slip-up. A major slip up that led me to getting fucking married. Although, I might take the fresh start with my sobriety if it means I get to spend a week in this hotel with Millie.
“I don’t think we should drink this trip,” Millie says, which sounds like music to my ears.
“Oh? Why do you say that?” I ask as casually as I can.
“Last time we got drunk, we ended up married to complete strangers. Who knows what we would do if we did it again.”
I nod, agreeing.
“And besides, I’m on a diet. This should be a healthy vacation. We’ll spend our time doing fun, adventurous things instead of gorging on gluttonous food and alcohol that is only going to mean I leave fifteen pounds heavier.”
I frown. I don’t know why Millie insists she needs to lose weight. She looks fucking incredible—perfect curves in all the right places.
It’s because you basically called her fat, you jackass.
I sigh. I need to fix this.
“I agree that this should be a healthy vacation. One where we do things that are good for us instead of indulging in drinking, but not because we might gain fifteen pounds. Even if you gained fifteen pounds, you’d still look smoking hot.”
“But you—“
“I know what I said. I was an idiot. I should have never assumed you were pregnant just because you were the only one not drinking that night. I’m sorry. I thought everyone in the bridal party was married except me. I knew you weren’t drinking and just jumped to conclusions. I don’t think you are fat; far from it. You’re beautiful.”
Millie gives me a relaxed smile, one where she keeps her lips pressed together instead of letting her smile reach her eyes. She doesn’t fully believe me, which means I’m going to have to prove it to her.
“Can we start over? We didn’t get off on the best of foot, but I really think we could have fun together this week.”
