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“Maybe I do,” she whispers.
I rub my chest. “I’m sorry. It never occurred to me that you’d want to keep whatever happens between us private.”
Imogen looks downward and then back at me. “It’s not that I want to keep it private, exactly. I told Kate. But you own the company, and I want the people I deal with to take me seriously. And not just think that I’m your . . . whatever.”
I pinch the bridge of my nose. I don’t know why this matters so much. “Point taken.”
“I’ve missed you. But I want to do the right thing.”
I reach out and take her air tank. “Give me your gear, and get your paperwork from Sam. I’ll meet you by the Jeep.”
I push away a feeling of emptiness, reminding myself Immy is not distancing herself from me, just protecting herself from what others think.
When I see her approach, I keep my expression neutral and open the car door for her. It’s probably better if we set clear boundaries for our association. Like it or not, there is a power dynamic at play. I own the company and have a responsibility to keep it professional. I don’t know what I was thinking, kissing her in public. But on the other hand, I don’t want to hide whatever is happening between us.
Getting into the vehicle, I say, “You’re probably tired. I thought you might want to go out and celebrate, but I can drop you back at the villa?”
“Maybe we can have dinner at the villa? The refrigerator is filled with meals.”
I drive the short distance and park the Jeep. “I’ve misjudged whatever was happening between us. I should give you some space.”
Tilting her head, she says, “We need to talk, Alex. Can you come in?”
“Sure.” I get out and walk with her to the front porch.
She stops, unzips the wetsuit, and struggles out of it. She is wearing a strappy black bikini, and my eyes skim over her narrow waist and full breasts. I clench my hands to stop from touching her.
After leaving the wetsuit on the porch, she opens the door and steps into the villa, giving me a tempting view of her perfectly shaped arse.
I stand at the door. “This may not be the best idea. Let’s talk tomorrow.”
Imogen turns, grasps my shirt, and tugs. “Please, Alex, I didn’t mean to offend you.”
A sudden flash of heat spreads out from my groin area. I remove her hand while my other hand discreetly readjusts my dick. We need to slow down whatever is happening between us.
Instead of giving me space, she covers my hand and squeezes. “I love the way you feel.”
I touch her shoulders, fully intending to push her away but find myself pulling her into my chest and finding her mouth. I hold the back of her neck and kiss her deeply. We are both panting within seconds, and I press her up against the wall.
I tell her, “You make me feel like I’m coming home.”
She reaches behind her back and unclips her bikini top. Her breasts graze my chest, and I can’t resist her. After unbuttoning my shirt, she rubs her breasts against my skin.
My hands span her hips, and I link my fingers into her bikini bottom, pushing the scrap of fabric down her legs.
She stands in front of me completely naked, using her legs to kick off the stretchy fabric.
“Are you sure that you’re up for this, Alex?” She glides her hand over my erection, and I can’t think.
I lift her into my arms, and encourage her to wrap her legs around my waist. I walk with her to the nearest bedroom. Her smooth skin feels so amazing, and I want to touch her everywhere.
Once I’ve tossed her onto the bed, I kick off my shoes and remove my board shorts. Standing over her, I say, “I can’t get enough of you, Immy.”
She trails her fingers down her abdomen. “I have windburn and probably salt everywhere from diving into the ocean.”
“Touch yourself for me.”
Her eyes widen, and just as I think she won’t, her hand glides down and covers her slick folds. Meeting my gaze, she spreads her legs further apart and slowly uses her fingers to explore herself.
