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Abby sighed as she went back into the room. “Your turn,” she told him with a smile. “There’s another robe on the back of the door.”
Once he was behind closed doors, she shed her robe and padded over to the table where she lay down on her stomach. A towel was draped over her bottom and she waited in anticipation for Cade to come out.
Oh, God. Was she actually doing this? Was she actually going to be naked in the same room with her…boss?
Yes, she could, because she was in the fight of her life.
There wasn’t a moment of the day when she didn’t love Cade. There wasn’t a thing she wouldn’t do for him if he asked. And there was no way she’d back off and watch the man she’d fallen in love with walk down the aisle toward disaster.
Ten
Cade came out of the bathroom to find Abby already on the massage table wearing only a white towel over her cute, rounded backside. Cute?
What grown man used the word “cute”? Obviously him. But, there it was. He thought Abby’s behind was cute and he didn’t want to admit it, even if just to himself.
He walked over to his table, keeping his back to her, trying to get the image of that tan, smooth-looking skin against the stark white towel out of his head.
“Go ahead,” Abby told him. “I’m not looking.”
Cade didn’t miss the questioning glance from his masseuse—they were in the honeymoon suite after all—but he quickly shed his robe without a word and lay facedown on the table.
He couldn’t help but sigh as a towel covered him and an instant later he felt the warm oil, followed by what he presumed were hot rocks down the length of his spine.
“Amazing, isn’t it?”
Turning his head toward Abby’s relaxed voice, he started to speak, but the words wouldn’t come. Not when her head was nestled on the pillow of her folded arms—leaving the whole side of her body exposed.
The swell of her breast mocked him.
Cade gritted his teeth and prayed he wouldn’t get aroused right now. But, how could he not?
Abby’s eyes were closed, her pink lips pursed together as she relaxed and enjoyed the massage.
He, on the other hand could not relax. Especially his lower half. He barely felt the hot rocks as the masseuse readjusted them, nor did he feel when she began to knead his lower back.
All he could feel was an uncomfortable throbbing in a part that no masseuse could touch.
He closed his eyes, willing the image of Abby’s breast to get out of his head. Unfortunately it was embedded in there and he knew nothing, short of seeing her completely naked, would override that image. And that would burn a whole different image on his brain, one far more dangerous.
How could he marry Mona when he was having such strong feelings for Abby? Not only was it not fair to either woman, it wasn’t fair to him.
Either way he went, whether he followed his lustful feelings for Abby or his business merger with Mona, he was going to pay the price.
One would be monetary, the other his heart.
Whoa! His heart?
Cade let out a deep, frustrated sigh. Yes, he was afraid his heart was becoming entangled with Abby and her seductive ways. That blew his previous theory of lustful feelings.
Now what the hell was he supposed to do?
Was his mind just playing games with him because of this intimate setting?
No. If he were honest with himself, this started with that damned mechanical bull. Well, at least the sexual awareness did. But his respect and caring for Abby began mere moments after she started at Stone Enterprises and he saw just how capable and efficient she was.
Cade blocked out the fresh, clean aroma of the oils. He blocked out the trickling of the waterfall just outside the patio doors. He blocked out the slight moans coming from Abby as she enjoyed her massage.
But he couldn’t block out the fact if he gave into his urges, he could kiss everything he’d worked for goodbye.
There was only one option.
Abby secured her robe around her waist as the women gathered their tables and their fragrant oils and left.
Cade had already donned his terry cloth robe while Abby kept her eyes shut…mostly.
Now they were alone with just their relaxed, loose bodies and too much sexual energy humming in the air. Abby knew Cade wasn’t unaffected. She’d seen his heavy lids roam over the bare upper part of her body as they lay getting massaged—another time he’d thought her eyes were completely shut. Most of the groaning she’d done had been from the fact he looked like he wanted to devour her right there, strange women or not.
And that thought thrilled Abby. But, yet again, she wanted more. Every woman deserved to be loved.
Just another reason she didn’t feel too guilty about Mona. Surely Mona wanted unconditional love and not just to be married to someone because of her last name or her career status.
