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He doesn’t look my way, but folds down the bedding and motions for me to join him. “What is your brilliant plan for the summer bash?”
“Getting nervous?” I laugh curling into his side and resting my head on his chest.
His arms wind around me, and he presses another kiss to the top of my head. “Curious mostly.”
“I was thinking, in honor of all the dirty dancing that’s gone on at this resort, we can do a Cuban-themed party. A Havana night. There will be live music, dancing, authentic food and drinks, and there’s a good chance I’ll be able to get some professional dancers.”
“We do have a rather large stockpile of fireworks.”
“Perfect.”
“Yeah.” He tightens his grip, pressing me close to his side. His words almost get lost in my hair, like maybe he meant them for himself. “Yeah, it is.”
CHAPTER NINE
Donovan
I spendthe next several days with the biggest smile on my face. I can’t help it. Not only is Violet amazing in bed, but she’s great to work alongside, and she makes party planning look easy.
Much to my surprise, she’s got all the vendors secured and literally everything under control. Not that I doubted her that much, but it was a lot to get situated in such a short period of time. She even arranged for some dance instructors to give dance lessons to the guests in the few days leading up to the party.
She’s fucking perfect.
And she’s fucking leaving right after the party.
Not that I want her to stay and dedicate her life to me—okay, that honestly doesn’t sound half bad. But I still have the other half of the year to prove to my mother that I can run this resort like a boss. I can’t let Violet distract me. Not too much, anyway.
Once this week is over, I can get back to the grindstone and get my priorities back in line. Which basically consists of working my ass off. I’ll also be replacing Karla with two competent event planners to make sure something like this never happens again.
But there’s something about this plan that doesn’t feel right. And maybe that’s because I can only picture Violet working by my side during the day and warming my bed at night.
I knew kissing her would lead to my eventual downfall, and I did a lot more than use my mouth. I just didn’t realize how far I’d fall or how fast. Fuck, that’s a lie. Pretty sure she wormed her way under my skin and into my heart a decade ago. Now that I know what she feels like in my arms, against my lips, and sheathed around my cock, I’m not sure how I’m going to let her go back to Nashville.
Only I don’t have a choice. We live two different lives in two drastically different worlds. She’s a socialite in Nashville and I’m a resort owner in Virginia who’s shackled to his job… and, right now, my mother, who holds my future in her hands.
“Hey, boss.” I look up from my desk to see Violet leaning against my door frame, her arm extended above her head. Her entire body is stretched out on display, and my cock instantly responds, hardening in my gray dress pants. “Having a good day?”
“I am now.” I smirk, adjusting myself under my desk. “Is there something you need help with? Or maybe you want to come in and have aseat?”
Her cheeks turn a pretty shade of pink. A shade that closely resembles the handprints I left on her ass last night. In my defense, I warned her what would happen if she disobeyed me. The little minx couldn’t help herself after that. She earned every single handprint that bloomed across her ass and every orgasm that followed.
Violet purses her lips and does her best to give me a stern look. She looks adorable. “You know perfectly well I’m not going to sit down right now.”
“Not even under my desk?” I raise a brow, running my fingers up and down a pen in a motion that could be considered suggestive.
Her gaze volleys between the pen, the desk, and my face, the pink hue to her cheeks darkening. That bottom lip of hers goes between her teeth, and I know she’s considering it.
The image of Violet crawling under my desk in her demure floral print dress, arranging herself so beautifully on her knees, and swallowing my dick has me aching to be inside her. To push between her glossy pink lips, forcing her to choke my length down as I fuck her face into oblivion.
Just as Violet takes a step forward and opens her mouth to respond, a voice rings out that kills every dirty thought I have.
“Donovan, where is your assistant? I’ve been waiting out here for five minutes.”
Fuck my life.
Of course, my mother would drop in unannounced right before the end of summer bash. And while Violet is staying with me. And while there are still no available rooms or cabins.
Like I said, fuck my life.
