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“I am glad you came.”

“Me too!” She looks around. “Where are Michael and Tina?”

I give her a knowing smirk. “You’re a grown woman, I’ll give you one guess where they’re gone to.” I wiggle my eyebrows at her.

“Oh.” She laughs, looking at me. “I guess that’s where Andy carried Tierra off to then.”

“Yep!” She’s watching me. “What?” I’m grinning at her as my eyes troll her body.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” She laughs looking back out at the water.

“Like what … I’m just admiring.” She doesn’t say anything.

“How do you want me Mr. Starks? You can obviously have anyone you want. You would be quite a catch.” She looks at me. “You have more than enough to offer anyone.”

“I told you, I want you in my life any way I can have you.”

“The way Tierra and Andy or Michael and Tina are right now?” She’s looking at me, deadpan.

I sip my gin looking at her. Should I be honest like I typically am? “I didn’t bring any condoms with me. I didn’t expect that from you.”

She nods looking across the water. She rolls over on her back. “You want to put more lotion on me?”

I grin. “I’d love to.” She watches me as I take my time rubbing her legs, until the lotion absorbs. She bends her legs as I work up her thighs, watching her glasses. I get close to that little black bikini. She closes her eyes behind the lenses. I can see her heart pulsing in her neck.Fuck, she wants me. She opens her eyes watching me as I get more lotion. I rub my hands together before I cover her stomach. She flexes and giggles.

“Stop.” She giggles, shifting as I run my fingers over her hips and ribs.

“That tickle Ms. Amelia?” I dig in a little more, tickling her—laughing with her. She’s squirming and laughing beneath my fingers.God she’s beautiful. She grabs my hands, lacing our fingers giggling a little as she watches me. That’s the most beautiful sound. “I won’t tickle you anymore.” She looks suspicious as I grab the lotion. I rub my hands together and lotion her beautiful arms. I wish I could see those eyes without the shades. I massage lotion over her clavicle and down over the top of her cleavage. She sucks in from the surprise of my hands. I see her toes flex out of my peripheral vision. Her breath hitches in her throat. “This okay Amelia?” I ask as I continue. I really want to dip my fingers under the black material, but I don’t.

“Yes,” she whispers, practically purring looking at me. I pull her shades off, so I can see her eyes. She’s biting her lip as she grabs my hand, lacing our fingers. She’s looking at my eyes and my mouth. She wants me to kiss her. I can feel her pulling me. I feel myself leaning and she’s not stopping me. Her eyes are about to close. I can smell the coconut on her skin. I’m about to die.

“Amelia … Amelia.” I stop, leaning back. Gerry is walking towards us. I could kill him right now. He looks apologetic. She smiles up at him, seeing her bag in his hands. “Sorry, your phone has been going off constantly.”

“Oh, thanks.” She sits up.

Gerry mouths “sorry” as I scowl at him.

“Everything okay?” I ask as she holds her phone. It’s not ringing now.

“I need to call Eric. He’s called over ten times.” She frowns, looking at her phone.

“Call him.” I look at her. “Hey Gerry, cut the music. Make sure Tierra and Andy are quiet if they come back up.” I nod at her.

She hits the missed call button and lays on her stomach with her phone on speaker in front of her.

“About fucking time,” he barks when it stops ringing. I flinch at his tone. I see Andy and Tierra returning. “What is the fucking point of you having a damn phone if you’re not going to answer it?”

“Eric, stop yelling at me. I didn’t hear it ring.” Amelia’s body is tensing in front of me. She looks out over the water, closing her eyes. She’s searching for strength, maybe some sort of patience to listen to his garbage. I want to break every fucking bone in his body.

“I need you to go into the study and look on my desk. I forgot a document. It’s on top, scan and send it to me.” Asshole needs something and totally expects her to do it after speaking like that.

She drops her head. “I’m not home right now.” I look as we’re all just listening, waiting to hear his response.

“Where are you?” She looks back at me, and jumps noticing everyone is listening. She grabs her phone and walks over to the cabin. I watch her as she hits the music back on. I laugh on the inside because she knows he hates this kind of music. “Amelia where the fuck are you?”

“I’m at the beach, working on my tan. I’ll look for that document when I get home.”

“You need to go now. Take your fucking ass to the house. You’ve got a pool you can tan in.”

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