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CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Zach
“Let me get this straight, now that we’re alone and you can moan and groan all you want without giving me aboner in front of strangers, now you’re quiet?” Imassaged Laura in the hotel’sbathtub, complaining.
“Hey, Imoaned plenty in the bedroom and in here.” She gave me her profile with achallenging smirk on her face.
Idug my fingers deeper in her shoulders, rubbing them methodically. “Those weren’tfrom my massage skills. Iwant to make you feel good.”
“Then you’ll have to work harder.” She twisted her head even more, wagging her eyebrows.
The challenge in her tone threw me back to my competitive days at Harvard. While Iworked on her tight muscles, Isneaked another hand under the water to her nipple, kneading it between my thumb and finger until it hardened.
She moaned. “That’scheating.”
“Technically, I’mstill massaging you.”
Another moan rolled from her lips when Ipinched her. “Argh, fine, you win.”
“Ican always stop.” Ilowered my mouth to her shoulder and sucked the drops of water off it, then brushed my tongue along the same area.
“Don’tyou dare.” Her head fell back on me, her messy bun tickling my shoulder, her fingers sinking into my hips.
Today had been the second day within afew short months that I’dtaken time off. Iworked when Iwas sick, during weekends and holidays, daytime and nighttime alike. Inever not worked.
And if it hadn’tbeen for Laura, Iprobably wouldn’thave dreamed about taking asecond off. Laura mattered, being with her mattered, and I’dbeen reduced to an impatient kid who just wanted to scream about it out loud. Impatience, as I’ddiscovered the hard way, was the mother of all mistakes.
Huge fucking mistakes, seeing the change in her expression at the slight mention of making us something more. She wasn’tgoing to deviate an inch to the left or to the right. What she looked like was her being ready to drive us off acliff.
Fortunately, I’dbeen able to catch it in time, switched up my phrasing as if we’dbeen negotiating acontract and not my fucking heart andvoila, we were back to what we were.
The compromise hadn’tbeen perfect, but it meant Igot to keep her, and to look out for her, which Ihad every intention of doing.
Even though it was frustratingly hard with her swaying on my cock. “You didn’thave anything to eat all day.”
“They had dates in the waiting room of the spa.” She snaked her hand between us and rubbed me.
Igrunted, talking through clenched teeth. “Real food.”
“You’re no fun,” she complained, as much as Idid internally when Ipulled her hand away.
“You’drather stay here, in the bathtub, all day?”
“Don’tsee any reason not to.” Hell-bent on getting me on the same page as she was, Laura raised her hand to the back of my neck, moving up and down. Drops of water were dripping off her fingers and trickling down my nape, and it lit me up. Let that sink in—drops of water did that to me.
This woman is putting me on the fast lane to my grave.
“Sorry, not gonna happen. You need to eat.” My head dropped to her shoulder, unable to hold myself together. With my mouth to her neck, Imurmured, “And save your breath if you’re planning on saying you had tea too.”
Her laugh proved my point.
“Avacation without food is like sex without coming. It’snice and all but what’sthe fucking point?”
“We’re on vacation?” She sounded genuinely surprised.
Istrained my neck to look at her. “What would you call this then?”
“Aday off?” Her smile waned and she hesitated to continue. Irubbed her arm gently, easing my hold on her, letting her know she could tell me anything. “Ihaven’tvacationed in forever. Iwouldn’tknow.”
