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“You, too,” I say, and shake his outstretched hand, noting the warmth about him. Most people here on the island are so laid-back and welcoming.
“Everything is in order?” Will asks.
“Exactly as you asked,” Vin answers.
“Excellent,” Will says, and puts his arm on my back to lead me inside.
“What is going on?” I demand when we’re alone.
“Come with me and find out.”
He guides me down the long hall into his bedroom, and when I step inside a gasp climbs out of my throat.
“No. Way.”
Incredulous, I spin to face Will, my cheeks flaring hot.
He arches a brow at my reaction. “You don’t like it?”
“Vin,” I begin. “He knows.” I cover my face with my hands. “This is so embarrassing.”
Will chuckles, puts his arms around me and backs me up until we’re standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling mirror he had installed beside his bed. “Don’t be embarrassed.”
For some reason, with Will I have no problem being open. But maybe deep down I’m still scarred from my ex, still shy and embarrassed about my needs. “What must he think?”
“That we’re adults, doing what adults do. I’m pretty sure he’s not judging, Khloe. Even if he is, so what?”
As his words sink in, my hands drop from my face. Fuck you, Liam. “You’re right, Will. I’m a grown woman, single, and what I do is no one’s business but my own. No one has any right to judge me.”
“Especially your asshole ex,” he says, and that’s when I get that he really understands me and where I’m coming from. I’m a little—okay a lot—touched by his insight and what he’s trying to do here. My heart beats just a little faster.
Careful, Khloe. You don’t want to start feeling things for this man.
“Especially him,” I say.
He brushes his knuckles over my cheeks, and the touch is so tender and sweet my pounding heart races just a little faster. Dammit.
“I only hire trustworthy people. People who respect my privacy. What we do here stays here.”
“Did he have to sign a nondisclosure agreement, too?” I tease.
He gives me a lopsided grin. “What, did you think you were special?”
He’s joking. I get it, so I shouldn’t feel like I’ve just been slapped in the face. I freaking hate that I do. But in all seriousness, his words are a good reminder that what’s between us is sex, and I’d be wise to remember that. But everything from the way he cared for me to the fun we’ve been having—even running the stairs and getting ice cream together—makes it a little hard to keep my head on straight. Is it any wonder women throw themselves at him?
“Well, good. Because I don’t want the world to know my business, especially in the bedroom.”
He cringes. “That makes two of us.”
I soften. “I’m so sorry that happened to you.”
“You know what I’d rather talk about?” he says, and repositions me until I’m looking at myself in the mirror.
Light shines in through the open curtains and slants off the wall, lighting up our bodies as we admire each other in the mirror. “I think I might know.”
He walks around me, his fingers lightly touching my stomach, hips and back as he circles. I let loose a feathery breath, my legs a little shaky. I have to say, I’m a bit surprised that he went to the trouble of installing a mirror so I could get the full experience, see exactly what we’re doing to each other. There’s a thoughtful side to Will. Have reporters been judging him too harshly?
He was caught on camera, Khloe.
