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‘You didn’t make me your lover,’ she pointed out, surprised at how normal her voice sounded when her heart was shattering just a little. ‘It was definitely mutual.’
She was distracted, so when he kissed her it felt like their first kiss—except so much better. Because he loved her, and she loved him, and their kiss was full of that.
‘I am addicted to you,’ he growled against her neck, flicking his tongue against the sensitive skin that covered her racing pulse.
‘That’s mutual, too.’
* * *
The ocean was lapping quietly, the sun was warm overhead, the air smelt like salt and Rio was beside her—still working, but beside her. And she needed him there.
Tilly’s eyes were heavy—and no wonder. Sleep had been snatched between making love to Rio—and they’d done that a lot. Her body was sore all over, but deliciously so. Every movement reminded her of how he’d claimed her, of how she had moved over him, taking him deep inside her. She stretched a little, sighing and letting her eyes drift shut as sleep began to press down on her.
Rio’s hand on her hair was perfect. Gentle, reassuring. Loving.
Her smile widened. She felt like the cat who’d got the cream. Future be damned; in this perfect moment she was going to enjoy it.
She was almost asleep when the purring of a boat’s engine penetrated her haze of pleasure.
‘Rafaelo...’ he murmured.
She pushed up onto her elbows in time to see the older man push an anchor overboard.
‘Stay here,’ Rio said, and the words were a command she found incredibly sexy, even when a part of her knew she should be offended at being ordered around.
She opened her mouth to say something, but he brought his body over hers and she was reminded of how much she wanted him—needed him—and how incredible he felt on top of her. Her throat was parched, her mind blank.
‘You look too perfect. I want to see you like this always.’ He kissed her quickly, and then stood with an athleticism she couldn’t help but admire.
‘We’re going to go and check for damage. Shouldn’t be more than an hour.’
‘An hour?’ She pouted again and he laughed.
‘Half an hour,’ he amended, winking and then turning towards the ocean and jogging the rest of the way to the boat.
She watched, not bothering to hide her interest, as he took a cardboard box from the boat and began to walk towards the cabin.
She stood reluctantly, tiredness still fogging her, but a plan giving urgency to her movements.
‘Mind if I check my email?’ she called towards him, striding away on a trajectory that would lead her to the cabin too.
They arrived at the deck together.
‘No. I will dial it in for you now.’
‘I can manage,’ she said, and he arched a brow.
‘Without electrocuting yourself?’
‘Hey!’ She punched his arm playfully.
He grinned, pulling the door open and holding it with his foot so she could precede him into the house.
‘What’s in the box?’ she asked, peeking over the top as he walked behind her.
‘Groceries. Batteries. Candles. And newspapers.’
‘Ready for a siege?’
