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The chef comes back with our entrées of chili prawn skewers with charred peach and melon salsa. The food is incredible, and after the heavy conversation, the quiet that follows as we enjoy dinner is nice. The tangle of our feet beneath the table has the butterflies in my tummy fluttering wildly. While every touch we share causes my heart to skip a beat or two.
“So, you’re Maggie’s bookkeeper.” The statement comes from out of nowhere.
“I am.”
“And your parents’?”
“Yeah?”
He nods, his mouth twisting as though he’s thinking deeply.
I’m not sure where the sudden questions are coming from, but after our conversation about the team and his father’s business, I feel like I need him to know that I have more than just the two clients. “I do the books for most of the independent businesses in town. They can’t afford to have a full-time accountant, but they still need help running their finances and keeping track of everything so that when the accountants take over the cost is a lot lower.”
“You’re freelance, though, right?”
“Yeah, it helps keep costs down for me and the clients. Besides, everything is mostly recorded online now, so there’s no real need to have a physical office.”
“Smart,” he chuckles lightly, nodding in approval.
“Thanks.”
“So you could technically do your job from anywhere as long as you have access to the internet and a phone?”
“Most of it, yeah.” A big grin spreads over his face. “Why?”
“Texas is under a two-and-a-half-hour flight from here.”
“More like just under three hours.”
“Not on a private jet.” His eyes widen on mine like he’s waiting for the penny to drop for me. “I can fly you back anytime you want or need. You could come with me tomorrow. Spend the week with me. Watch the race live…the atmosphere is incredible.”
Whoa! I wasn’t expecting this right now. We’d spoken about it and I said I would go to one of his races, but this is spontaneous and freelance or not, I still have to work. Then there’s also the pub that I help out at almost every evening. But he changed his plans to come see me for one night, and all because he said he would come back for me. He kept his word, and I can’t go back on mine.
“Maggie’s coming with the kids. Texas is kind of a family thing…we do it pretty much every year. It’s a vacation of sorts.”
“I don’t know if my sanity or my heart can take the live event. It was hard enough not to puke my guts out watching it on the television.” If I’m not careful I still might vomit now with the way my heart is all of a sudden ready to run away.
“The camera angles always make it seem worse,” he snickers, giving me puppy dog eyes that make it impossible to say no to him.
“Camera angles my ass. In the last race, a guy touched tires with you. How close do you have to get?”
“Nowhere near as close as I get to you.”
“He was up your ass!”
Grasping my hand, Brody stands and tugs me up to my feet. Pulling me flush to him as he tells me, “You know better than to start ass talk with me. Especially after the text you sent me back in Singapore.”
My cheeks flame red-hot. The lewd lick of his tongue over his perfect teeth has my mouth drying as his hands knead my ass, thumbs tracing the tail of my thong. Without warning, Brody hitches me up his body.
“Your ass is never safe, Angel,” he scoffs. The low rumble of his voice makes it impossible to catch my breath when he throws me over his shoulder and bites me so hard on the ass cheek that I shriek. “Remember that the more you tease me, the harder you’ll have to beg me to give you what you want.”
With a hard swat to the back of my thighs he starts down the lower deck, past the waterfall pool, toward the sandy beach. Tugging my sandals off my feet he throws them down beside the deck shoes he discards before stepping onto the sand. The evening breeze has picked up and the air has a little bite to it now that we’re in September.
“What are you doing?” I sputter as he walks into the water. “No, Brody! Don’t—”
The cold Atlantic water shocks the breath from my lungs as the first wave hits us.
“Relax.” He’s laughing while he lowers me down his chest, my legs instantly winding around him, so that he can’t throw me in. It’s an ill thought-out plan as he throws himself back on the next wave, taking me with him into the dark water.
