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Aaron echoed Sophie, Diego offered Gia and Daniel again, and Cheryl and Nicoletta remained quiet.
“Well, I’m here to tell you that you’re all wrong,” Troy teased.
We looked at each other, trying to work out who was going away for some blessed privacy.
“After last night’s episode, there was an enormous surge in votes.”
Last night’s episode…Oh, God. Please don’t tell me they’d sent Julie and me to the island. I had already missed one night with Sophie; I didn’t want to miss another. We waited on tenterhooks as Troy dragged out the anticipation.
“The weekend getaway goes to Sophie and Diego.”
The two of them exchanged looks of disbelief, and Sophie’s hand tightened on my thigh.
Troy laughed when no one said anything. “I assume by the silence that our viewers shocked you all. Anyway, our audience was impressed with how you tried to end the date on behalf of Sophie so that guilt didn’t sit on her shoulders.”
It looked like I wouldn’t be spending the night with Sophie. Again.
But she deserved time away with someone looking out for her best interests. Diego’s attempt at ending the date spoke volumes about how far he would go for Sophie, even if it cost the group money.
CHAPTERTHIRTY
Diego
Sophieand I stepped over the threshold of the bungalow on Getaway Island. Hands linked and silent, it was easy to justbewith her.
Looking around, I saw it was a small space, but enough to live comfortably for the next two days. I hoped to never leave the bed, but then again, we’d have to eat and probably shower. Even if we didn’t have sex, I just wanted to lie in the same space as her and talk. The usual urge to cut and run was nowhere to be found. Instead, I wanted to spendmoretime with her. I wanted to hear every story, every thought, and I wanted to be loved by this incredible woman.
The tiny house made everything feel intimate, as opposed to the villa, which had enough space for everyone to wander without being in each other’s orbits too much.
How Aaron had survived here with Kayla during their weekend away was anyone’s guess. Unless he slept out in the fresh air, they would have been all up in each other’s faces the whole time. I had to give him credit for surviving the ordeal.
I tugged on Sophie’s hand, spinning her around and pulling her close. Her eyes were wide with surprise, and her mouth parted with a little laugh. Dipping my head, I stopped a hairsbreadth from her lips, waiting for her to close the distance.
Our breath mingled between us, our bodies close, and our pulses in sync. One of my hands ran down Sophie’s back while the other cupped her jaw, tilting her head back so I could watch her face. Her eyelids fluttered closed, and she leaned in.
I took a deliberate step back, leaving her wanting.
She opened her eyes, finding me a foot away, and her lips curled into a sexy smirk.
“Diego?”
“Yes?”
“Get over here and kiss me right.”
A slow smile spread across her face as I followed orders, returning to her orbit and taking her lips with mine. Her hands cupped the back of my neck as she guided me down those missing few inches. Soph’s lips were soft and warm, pulling me in until I was drowning in her coconut scent and soft, supple curves.
“That’s my good boy,” she murmured, cutting off when I slipped my tongue past her lips and explored her sweet and sinful mouth.
Her hands slid down to my shoulders, then a shudder rocked through me as she dragged her nails down my chest. She moaned and took my bottom lip between her teeth, lightly biting down as she ran her nails over my nipples.
Knowing she was just as turned on as I was and thatIhad done that to her was everything. I was hard as stone, my swim trunks doing absolutely nothing to conceal how affected I was. It didn’t matter. Sophie knew what she did to me, and in case she had forgotten, I rocked forward and pressed my aching dick against her.
“Take me to bed, Diego.”
I tore the straps of our duffle bags off my shoulders, dropped them onto the floor with a pair of loud thuds, and scooped Sophie into my arms, bridal-style.
“Oof! Put me down!” She smacked my chest with the back of her hand.
