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“Even so…”

I slip an arm around her, pull her close to me, and nuzzle her ear. “Don’t you like the idea of getting all wet and slippery with me?”

“Mm. I’m beginning to see the attraction. You don’t think… um… I should avoid it if I’m trying to get pregnant? It won’t wash everything away?”

I kiss her nose and release her as there’s a knock at the door. “Honey, nothing’s getting up there that you don’t want up there, believe me. I think I’m going to have bruises.”

She pokes her tongue out at me, and I laugh and walk through to answer the door. The guy comes in with a tray and leaves it on the kitchen countertop, and I slip him a note and close the door behind him.

I retrieve a couple of heavy-bottomed glasses from the cupboard, add some ice cubes to each from the freezer, then bring the tray out onto the deck and place it on the table next to the hot tub.

She grins as she sees the Bowmore. “You bought the rest of the bottle?”

“Seems a shame to waste it.”

“I kinda like dating a rich guy.”

I smile, my gaze lingering on her as I unscrew the top of the bottle. Dating. It’s the first time she’s intimated that what’s happening here might continue when we leave the island. Then again, it might just have been a throwaway word. I asked for one night, and it’s possible she might hold me to that.

Well, I’m not going to worry about it now. I know I have to earn her trust. I’m going to make the most of the time I have with her, and hope she enjoys it so much that she decides to give me a chance.

“You’re not exactly penniless,” I point out as I pour the whisky over the ice cubes.

“No… true. But I’m not a gajillionaire like you guys.”

I chuckle. I honestly don’t know how much money I’ve got exactly, but it’s probably over a billion once I take all the investments into account.

“Ooh,” she says, looking at the chocolate cake I ordered. “Yum.” Then she picks up the small dish next to it. “What are these?”

“Chocolate drops. They’re for later.”

“For a snack?”

“Maybe.” I smirk, take them into the bedroom and leave them on the bedside table, rid myself of my clothes, and come back out.

Her eyebrows rise as she skims her gaze down my naked form. I stand there, arms out with my palms up, and turn around slowly. “Take your time.”

“I can’t get used to seeing you without clothes,” she says. “It’s like finding out someone can juggle or play the violin. I didn’t realize you had such a hidden talent.”

I snort, go over to the tub, and slide in. Oh… that’s fantastic. Just above body temperature and bubbling joyfully. “Come on,” I say. “Get a move on. We’ve got four more sessions to fit in before the morning.”

She chuckles, glances around as if checking whether there are hundreds of people with binoculars spying on us, obviously decides she’s safe, and slips the robe off. Sitting on the side, she swings her legs over and then slips in.

“Ooh, that’s hot.”

“I know. Good for aching bodies.” I hold out a hand, and she takes it and lets me pull her toward me. I turn her so she’s facing away, then bring her back between my legs. She nestles against me, and I slide my arms around her waist and nuzzle her neck.

She sighs, relaxing against me, moving her hands through the water. “This is nice.”

“Yeah.” I reach to the side, retrieve one of the glasses, and pass it to her, then get mine. We tap them together and have a mouthful.

“Aaahhh…” We both exhale and slide down a little more into the water. I lean my head back on the side of the tub and look out at the stars. “I think I’m in heaven.”

She links the fingers of her free hand with mine. “You can be incredibly sweet sometimes.”

“Not sure if that’s what I want your abiding memory of me to be.” I put down the glass and pick up the dish with the chocolate cake. Removing my hand from hers, I hold the dish, collect a spoonful of the cake, and offer it to her. She closes her mouth around it, and I remove the spoon slowly.

“Mmm…” she murmurs, licking her lips and swallowing. “That’s good.” Then she laughs and moves her hips from side to side, rubbing her bottom against my rapidly forming erection. “Chocolate cake turns you on, does it?”

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