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She shrugged. “I lived for a time in Miami up until high school when my mother relocated to San Francisco. My best friend was Jamaican.”
She turned again and began walking through the lobby of the resort and on out to their awaiting car. Cade fell paces behind, but he was amused, puzzled and downright impressed with her hidden talents.
Once he settled in beside her on the plush leather seat, Cade turned to face her.
“Let’s back up. You speak this unique Jamaican language?”
“Oh, not very well.”
She crossed her legs and Cade couldn’t help but notice she hadn’t even put on a cover-up. Had she not changed on purpose just to torture him? There was smooth, glistening skin everywhere and now the interior of the car smelled not of the expensive leather, but of coconut oil.
But he didn’t give a damn about what the lotion was doing to the seats. He’d pay to have them replaced if he had to. Right now all he wanted to do was get Abby on his plane and into the lavish bedroom. This was one of those times he was glad he’d upgraded to top-of-the-line additions where the private jet’s bedroom and bath were concerned.
“So what were you talking about?”
“That boy just asked if I wanted my hair braided,” Abby went on. “I gave him a ten-dollar bill and told him I didn’t need anything done, but he could use the money to buy his momma something nice. Of course, not in that many words. I’m sure my speech was sketchy.”
Cade lifted her hand, brushed his lips across the back of her knuckles and smiled. “You’re amazing. You know that?”
“You’ve been saying that a lot lately.”
“That’s because I just opened my eyes recently.”
Abby smiled, pulled her hand from his and reached into her tote. When she pulled a bright red cover-up out, Cade stopped her.
“Leave it.”
“Why?”
He took the flimsy material from her hands. “Because I want you just like this when I get you aboard my plane. I want as little as possible to remove.”
Her eyes widened, as did her smile. “You want your pilot to see me boarding your plane in my bikini and flip-flops?”
Cade pulled his cell from his pocket just as the car pulled into the airport. “Simon, please remain in the cockpit. Ms. Morrison and I are in a hurry. Please go ahead and start the engines.”
“We’re in a hurry, huh?” she mocked with a raised brow.
“Definitely.”
Fifteen
Kauai was by far the most gorgeous place Abby had ever seen. She’d always heard Cade and Brady talk about the resort, but she couldn’t believe she hadn’t ever heard them speak of the beauty of the exotic land.
Huge hibiscus in various shades bloomed everywhere. Lush greenery covered all the hills and valleys. And at the base of all the tropical plants was the most pristine white beach she’d ever seen.
And the water. Oh, the turquoise water nearly stole her breath. The mountains in the distance seemed to surround and protect all this beauty.
“Abby!”
Abby turned at the squeal to see Sam trying to waddle and run at the same time through the lobby area. Granted the two women had only met once before, but they had chatted via e-mail and over the phone several times since Sam had married Cade’s brother, Brady.
“Look at you.” Abby hugged the very pregnant woman and leaned back to look once again. “You still look absolutely gorgeous.”
Sam rolled her eyes. “Ugh. I’m rivaling the weight of those dolphins out there.” She motioned behind her toward the ocean. “Where’s my brother-in-law?”
“Right here.”
Cade strolled in through the open lobby area and he never failed to make Abby’s heart race. The soft, ocean breeze blowing through ruffled his dark hair, and his gleaming white smile stood out against his tanned skin.
And he had just made passionate love to her on-board his jet, not only on the bed, but in the shower, as well. She’d barely had enough time to pull her hair into a loose bun at the nape of her neck and throw on a pair of white sandals and a pink sundress.
Cade moved between the women and hugged Sam. “You’re looking really good. Where’s Brady? I can’t believe he let you out of his sight for more than a minute.”
“Me, too,” Sam laughed. “He’s very protective of his girls.”
Abby watched as the other woman rubbed a hand over her protruding stomach. The gesture, Abby was sure, was done without thought, but with much love.
Sam and Brady were two of the most generous people Abby had ever met; it was no wonder they were immediately attracted to each other.
They were poster children for the beauty Kauai represented—Brady with his coal black hair and exotic looks, Sam with her pale blond hair and vibrant blue eyes.
