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"You are clearly important to me, different from my other lovers."
"Are all billionaires as paranoid as you?" she wondered out loud.
"They should be, but some show more concern for the security of their cars than the safety of the people in their inner circle."
Thinking of some of the billionaires that made it into the media, especially back in the States, Rowan had to agree. "I don't think I want a security detail."
"They can accompany you, or follow you. Your choice."
In other words, she was getting security if she wanted it or not. How easy it would be for her guards to protect her would be determined by her actions.
She sighed. "You're not going to budge on this, are you?"
"No."
"Okay, but fair warning, I'm putting them to work when they come with me to the org." There was always stuff that needed doing and never enough staff or volunteers to do it.
"So long as they are in the same room with you, or the room through which anyone would have to go to get to you, that is fine."
Not sure the security specialists would agree with him while stuffing the job placement packs with reading material and the donations from companies wanting the people her org served to feel valued and seen. Regardless, Rowan couldn't help but smile at the thought of another set of helping hands.
"You are pleased to have the help?"
"Yes."
"If not the protection."
"That's nice too, in a way." It made her feel like he cared about her, or at least her safety. But she added with honesty, "It might get a little stifling as well."
"We make sacrifices for the life we choose to live."
"True." She made a faster move with her arm than those before and a wave of water arced up and splashed him. "You have sacrificed your almost dry face."
He laughed and sent water cascading over her. Her hair was already wet, so she just laughed. They splashed and played until they ended up plastered against each other in water too deep for her to stand.
She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. "I like this."
"I do too." His eyes were dark with unmistakable passion.
She'd been playing, but he was thinking about a whole other kind of physical exercise than swimming.
It sparked a response in Rowan that whooshed through her like a tsunami of sensual need. "Do you think they'll hold dinner?"
"Yes," he growled before kissing her breathless.
Water was covering her lower face before Rowan realized what was happening. Lysander wasn't paying attention to where they were, and he had been shifting toward the deeper end.
She broke the kiss, inhaled some water, coughed and started laughing. "I thought making love in the pool was supposed to be sexy."
Lysander was already moving them the opposite direction with quick strides in the water and soon only her feet dangled in it.
"It is," he assured her, before sitting on a tiled cement bench that went down both sides of the shallow end of the pool. He pulled her astride his lap. "It is," he said again, his mouth taking hers before she could reply.
Rowan lost all thought of saying anything as passion once again erupted inside her. Oh sheesh, she hoped his staff were nowhere around because she had the feeling things were about to get very sexy indeed.
"Do not worry," he said as he unhooked her bikini top and caressed her back. "I gave instructions for privacy."
"What about the patrolling guards?" she asked, stopping him removing her top entirely by pressing her arms down to hold the fabric in place.
