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“Yes, I agree.” He drew me towards him, his fingers gently smoothing my hair away from my cheeks. “You are so beautiful, Sophie.”
“You are beautiful.”He murmured the words again against my throat and his fingers slid the glittering strap of my dress over my arm. I felt the nip of his teeth and the flicker of his tongue against my shoulder and then lower, to the soft hint of flesh that he’d exposed for himself by lowering my dress. His hands, so firm and confident, slid up my body and settled just above my waist and I gave a soft gasp as he grabbed both thumbs over the tips of my breasts. My nipples strained, seeking his attention, and he gave a low laugh of satisfaction and slid his fingers inside the clinging fabric possessively.
“Yes,” I moaned, crazed with pleasure. “I love you.”
His hand stilled. I gave a little shiver of protest as I rubbed against him seeking the magic touch of his fingers.
“What did you say, Sophie.”
Confused, I peered at him with passion ridden eyes. Then, for an earth shattering moment, I realized the heavy confession that had slipped out of my mouth.
I said nothing. He said nothing staring at my face with such intensity that I avoided his gaze. Then he very gently pulled up the straps of my gown in place, held my face with such tenderness that my heart broke.
“Sophie, you deserve better.” He kissed my forehead and walked out of the room.
CHAPTER 8
RAYMOND
Shit!
How did this happen?
How was Sophie in love with me?
The last thing I needed right now was unwanted complications, and Sophie presented just that. How did the woman not understand that I was not capable of loving or staying committed to one person?
I felt guilty as hell. What had begun as an attempt of protect her reputation had become messy and complicated. It would have to end now. Tomorrow, we’d drive back to the beachfront and life would return to the way it used to be. Nothing more, nothing less.
The next morning, I’d packed our bags into the car, and she was waiting in the sitting room by the time I was done. She avoided looking into my eyes and left for the car as soon as I came in. I didn’t know what to say to make her feel better. I’d acted like such a dick the night before, leaving her in the middle of a passionate kiss. So I did the best thing I knew how to do; I kept silent.
Neither of us said a word to each other on the trip back home. As I caught sight of the beachfront, I heaved a sigh of relief. We could deal with these issues later. She carried her bags from the car, refusing any help from me. She walked into her house and slammed the door.
What began as a great trip ended up disastrous because Sophie wanted more than I could give.
Hot molten lust erupted through my body as I remembered how her skin had felt against mine. I tucked my hands into my trousers and cursed softly, fighting against the impulse to join her because I knew that to join her would invite complications I didn’t need.
What I did need was uncomplicated sex, and I knew I wasn’t going to enjoy that with a woman like Sophie Adams. She was the very worst sort of woman. I needed to distract myself and fast.
This would be such a perfect time to check out the new reggae bar.
* * *
The bar wasquiet and crowded but I managed to wrangle a table in the back away from the noise. The waitress was looking overworked and overwhelmed. I nabbed a glass of vodka from the bar and downed it in one gulp. That was when I saw her.
A hot brunette in the dim club. She was dancing alone on the stage, a slow seductive dance in a sexy little dress that clung to all the right places. Her dress glittered under the club lights and her moves oozed sexual appeal as the fabric graced over her skin with each twist and twirl.
She caught me staring and proceeded to dance for me. Her energy was sensual, hot and heavy. Every move she made beckoned to me. She smiled knowingly and slowly licked her lower lips, never breaking her gaze on me.
A small crowd had gathered around her by now. Loud, boisterous men encouraged her with shouts of approval and sharp whistles. However, she had only eyes for me, and as the dance ended, she sauntered over to my direction amidst the cheering and appreciative looks.
“What is a handsome man like yourself doing alone in a club?” she asked, leaning across me deliberately as she settled into the chair next to mine. I caught a whiff of her scent, lavender.
“I could say the same for you.” I replied with an appreciative smile slowly checking out the rest of her. She had flesh in all the right places and a jiggling bosom.
“The difference is I’m here to work and you are obviously here to have fun.”
I responded by lifting a drink to her in silent acknowledgement. Her eyes seemed to devour me with their large dark pools swimming with curiosity, lust, interest and curiosity again.
