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I let out a frustrated sigh. That sneaky guy instinctively sensed all my weak points. “Pay for Charlotte’s glasses if it makes you feel good,” I snapped. “But I will not get sucked into your vortex. I worked hard to build what I have, who I am. My school, the girls. I’m not tossing that away for some guy’s whim, no matter how hot he is.”
Ethan’s eyebrow went up. “Hot? Aww. Are you buttering me up?”
“Butter would sizzle and melt on your griddle,” I told him.
He laughed. “That sounds promising.”
“Take me to Seattle,” I said sternly. “Tomorrow morning. First thing.”
His mouth tightened. “If you insist. But I think it’s stupid.”
“Maybe, but it’s my life,” I told him. “My mission. I won’t just abandon it.”
For the third time, he held up his glass, with a sigh. “Truce. Okay?”
This time, I clinked mine with his. “Truce,” I echoed.
“How about a kiss, to seal the bargain?”
“Why, you shameless opportunist.” I smiled at the gleam in his eyes, savoring that hot clench of longing that was always there, ready to flare up into a blaze. I leaned across the table, and gave him a lingering kiss. Delicious. The man was just so yum.
“I have a suggestion,” he said. “The terrace outside my bedroom has a hot tub. Let’s go sip Prosecco, watch the sunset. Work out the fine details of our truce.”
I smiled at him. “Okay, lover boy,” I said softly. “Let’s go get naked.”
CHAPTER20
Ethan
Kat Banner, naked her hair twisted up on top of her head, slowly sinking into the steaming water of my mosaic-tiled private hot tub…God. It was a peak life moment.
It was going to be tricky, not fawning and gushing over how fucking gorgeous she was, if she disliked it. I had to learn to play it cool, pretend it was no big deal.
Unfortunately, my dick had not gotten the memo. It continued to worship at her shrine. She didn’t seem to hold it against me, though, as I took my place next to her in the churning water. We gazed out at the mountain sunset, a ruddy glow on the horizon. The quiet tub motor hummed, creating a mellow burbling roil of bubbles. The temperature was perfect. I tried not to stare, but when she closed her eyes and leaned her head back against the rim of the pool, I shamelessly ogled. The second she opened her eyes, my gaze would snap right back to the sunset.
Too bad she didn’t like to be stared at. I could fill my eyes with her for hours. The heat had brought a rosy flush to her face. Her lashes were dark, but tipped with gold. She had small pink ears with a soft, delicate point, like an elf. I liked how her hair grew on her forehead, a mix of dark blonde and lighter streaks. And the strong angle of her determined jaw, the soft, lush swell of her lower lip, and the beautifully sculpted design of the upper one. Her mouth was stunning, with that virginal, flushed pink color. She could have modeled, but she wouldn’t ever do anything so vain and frivolous.
She was a tough cookie. Severe. Uncompromising. Fascinating.
Her eyes popped open so fast, I had no time to cover, and she caught me gawking, but she just smiled indulgently, giving me a pass. “So hot,” she murmured, and stood, like Venus rising from the foam, stretching her lithe body up toward the sky.
She perched on the edge of the sunken tub, so her gleaming, shapely thigh was next to my head, right at eye level. “I have to cool down,” she murmured.
Oh, no. There would be no cooling down taking place tonight, not with this celestial vision right beside me. I slid off the bench, and floated around to face her, contemplating Kat’s wet, naked body from below, like an eager supplicant.
“One thing I wanted to say to you,” she said. “We’ve been using latex. But we never had the talk.”
“Ah,” I said. “I’ve had bloodwork done recently. No diseases.”
“Good,” she said. “Me too, since the last time I was with anyone. And you might be interested to know that I take the pill, to make my cycle more regular. I keep it with me, in my purse, fortunately. So if we wanted to, we could, ah…forget the latex.”
The idea almost made me faint. I gazed up into her eyes. “Oh God, yes,” I said. “You’re sure?”
Her lips curved, in a mysterious smile. “I think it would be fun,” she murmured.
I surged forward, half-drunk with the images in my mind. Water darkened the swirl of dark blonde hair on her mound. Drops rolled sensually down over her taut belly. Her nipples were a stiff, deep raspberry-red. That sex-goddess glow in her eyes, her soft, parted lips, the blonde wisps of hair clinging to her pink, damp face, every perfect detail made me breathless.
She seemed speechless. I decided to take it as license to put my hands on her knees, and press them, inviting them to open. An offer of passionate sexual worship.
