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My only assumption is that she’s distracted by my shoes that I shucked there when I saw her on the beach.
She shakes her head as if to negate their existence and walks in, never looking back.
I look at my truck, knowing the easy thing is simply driving away. Walk away from Livy Morgan and all the shit at work and keep my nose to the grindstone in training.
No entanglements. No challenges. No complications.
Instead, I open the door and walk inside the house at the threshold. It’s decorated like any beach house would be in minty blues and soft yellows, with seashells as décor and pictures of sand dunes and beach chairs with umbrellas in primary colors on the walls.
Livy keeps her back to me. Her shoulders slump, and her head faces the floor.
And I can’t stand it. She’s rainbows and unicorns. She’s flamingos and moonbeams. Livy Morgan is not defeat and frustration.
I move to stand behind her, not touching her, but close enough she can feel my heat.
I bend and kiss the defined dome of her right shoulder.
She sucks in a breath, and I finally can breathe a sigh of relief. She’s feisty, but she doesn’t hate me. She’s spicy, but she’s not unaffected by me.
“A flying fig?” I can’t hide the humor in my voice as I quietly ask.
“I don’t swear. But I really, really wanted to…” She pauses before asking, “Why would you ask me that question? It’s insulting. Did you wake up today and decide to be cruel?”
“Pix.” I turn her so I can see her face. “I didn’t mean to be cruel. I had a point. I just didn’t make it well.”
“Oh, you made a point, all right.” The fire in her eyes is irresistible, and I do what I’ve wanted to since… Oh, fuck it. Who cares when?
I pull her to me and drop my lips to hers, holding her eyes until I’m so caught up in Livy that I let go and let the wave of her kiss suck me under. I pull her to me, feeling her soft in my hard places, loving when she finally gives in.
Her moan into my mouth ignites my blood.
I deepen the kiss, claiming her mouth, pulling her deeper into my body.
Before I forget how to, I break our connection and pull back, looking down at her swollen mouth and her soft golden eyes.
“You were saying…?”
“I don’t remember what I was saying,” she whispers before dropping her head to my pecs.
“Something about points?”
“Are you trying to pick a fight, Layton?”
“That’s better. At least Pop isn’t in the conversation anymore. Not that I don’t love my old man, but I didn’t come here to discuss him.”
“What did you come here for? How do you even know about this place?”
“One thing at a time, Livy.” I grab her hand, kiss her knuckles, and use it to tug her with me to the sofa. “What did I say that was cruel?”
The look of disbelief on her face is not the soft one I put there with that kiss. Her eyes are shrewd and assess me. She doesn’t know she’s exposing me, laying me bare. “You don’t get it, do you?”
“I guess not. Enlighten me.”
“You think because you make a certain amount, you can throw your weight around? You think I’m after you for your money or…” She growls. “I don’t know what.”
“I never said either of those things.”
“You implied them.”
