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Authors: Lyla Bellatas
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she’d never leave, never want to. “I need to figure out what to do about my job. I’m gonna fight for it.”
“Now?”
Biting her lower lip, she began to pace. “Yeah, if I don’t do it now, it’ll be too late. I was toying with the idea of emailing the execs about keeping me on, but it would be more convincing if I had something to give them. Something tangible.” Pivoting toward him, she rubbed her hands together. “I’ve got a killer idea for our biggest brand. I even thought of tie-ins for the marketing services departments. I’ve gotta draft a marketing plan and get it to them by tomorrow so they’ll have the weekend to mull it over. I know I can convince them it would be a mistake to let me go.” She’d make it so they wouldn’t be able to say no to her.
“You can be very persuasive when you try.” He scooped her up in his arms and kissed the side of her head. “What can I do to help?”
Adriana picked up her phone. “Nothing. I’ve gotta go back to our condo, I need Wi-Fi. This will take me forever to type out on my phone.” Hopefully Jackie wouldn’t be there. No doubt she’d disapprove of Adriana’s plan.
“I have Wi-Fi and a laptop.”
“A laptop would make this so much easier.” Okay, but keep your head above water. “Thanks.”
His tongue explored her ear’s twists and turns. Tendrils of arousal awoke within her. This man did things to her body no other had ever done.
Despite her shrieks of protest, Val picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist. “How am I going to get any work done if you keep…well, you know?”
“First things first.” He carried her upstairs, sat her down on the edge of the tub, and started the shower.
His towel was wrapped around his waist, giving her a choice view of his sinewy muscles, flexing and releasing. His scars were hard to ignore. The worst one seemed to be on his right knee and up into his quad, but his right shoulder wound was only slightly less brutal. Dying to ask but unwilling to push, she bit her lip. She wouldn’t dream of doing anything to disturb his fragile façade.
“All set.” He pivoted toward her.
Adriana tried not to grimace. It was one thing to be naked outside in the darkness, with bubbling water obscuring her, but quite another to be in a well-lit bathroom.
Almost as if on cue, he dimmed the lights, stepped out of his towel, and came toward her with his outstretched hand. Taking it, she dropped her towel. His eyes never left hers as he led her into the shower. The temperature couldn’t have been better if she’d set it herself. She leaned back, letting the steaming water fall over her head.
Val shampooed his hair quickly. His body was sublime. The suds snaked down his pectoral mounds, dripping over each ridge of his ripped stomach. He had a light dusting of blond hair on his chest, and a darker line that led down from his belly button. He was so toned and majestic that if she hadn’t just had the most epic sex ever, she’d be too self-conscious to be with him. What a waste that would have been. Thank God for darkness, bubbles, and ditching friends. She laughed to herself.
“What is so funny?”
“Nothing.”
His arched brow indicated he wasn’t letting her get away with that non-answer.
“This whole day. Us. Being here. How we got here.”
“Things happen for a reason.”
“You really believe that?” The water bounced off him and battered her face.
Moving into the stream to block it from her, he inhaled. “I do.”
“Everything?” She searched his expression, but he seemed to be telling the truth.
“Very strong thing, fate. Cannot deny it.” He put a generous amount of shampoo in his palm and began shampooing her hair.
Adriana turned her back to him. “Even bad things?”
His hands stopped. “Yeah.” His voice was thick and strained.
“Why do you think that?” She backed into him. He was definitely ready for round two.
“I just know.” His voice was so low Adriana
“Now?”
Biting her lower lip, she began to pace. “Yeah, if I don’t do it now, it’ll be too late. I was toying with the idea of emailing the execs about keeping me on, but it would be more convincing if I had something to give them. Something tangible.” Pivoting toward him, she rubbed her hands together. “I’ve got a killer idea for our biggest brand. I even thought of tie-ins for the marketing services departments. I’ve gotta draft a marketing plan and get it to them by tomorrow so they’ll have the weekend to mull it over. I know I can convince them it would be a mistake to let me go.” She’d make it so they wouldn’t be able to say no to her.
“You can be very persuasive when you try.” He scooped her up in his arms and kissed the side of her head. “What can I do to help?”
Adriana picked up her phone. “Nothing. I’ve gotta go back to our condo, I need Wi-Fi. This will take me forever to type out on my phone.” Hopefully Jackie wouldn’t be there. No doubt she’d disapprove of Adriana’s plan.
“I have Wi-Fi and a laptop.”
“A laptop would make this so much easier.” Okay, but keep your head above water. “Thanks.”
His tongue explored her ear’s twists and turns. Tendrils of arousal awoke within her. This man did things to her body no other had ever done.
Despite her shrieks of protest, Val picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist. “How am I going to get any work done if you keep…well, you know?”
“First things first.” He carried her upstairs, sat her down on the edge of the tub, and started the shower.
His towel was wrapped around his waist, giving her a choice view of his sinewy muscles, flexing and releasing. His scars were hard to ignore. The worst one seemed to be on his right knee and up into his quad, but his right shoulder wound was only slightly less brutal. Dying to ask but unwilling to push, she bit her lip. She wouldn’t dream of doing anything to disturb his fragile façade.
“All set.” He pivoted toward her.
Adriana tried not to grimace. It was one thing to be naked outside in the darkness, with bubbling water obscuring her, but quite another to be in a well-lit bathroom.
Almost as if on cue, he dimmed the lights, stepped out of his towel, and came toward her with his outstretched hand. Taking it, she dropped her towel. His eyes never left hers as he led her into the shower. The temperature couldn’t have been better if she’d set it herself. She leaned back, letting the steaming water fall over her head.
Val shampooed his hair quickly. His body was sublime. The suds snaked down his pectoral mounds, dripping over each ridge of his ripped stomach. He had a light dusting of blond hair on his chest, and a darker line that led down from his belly button. He was so toned and majestic that if she hadn’t just had the most epic sex ever, she’d be too self-conscious to be with him. What a waste that would have been. Thank God for darkness, bubbles, and ditching friends. She laughed to herself.
“What is so funny?”
“Nothing.”
His arched brow indicated he wasn’t letting her get away with that non-answer.
“This whole day. Us. Being here. How we got here.”
“Things happen for a reason.”
“You really believe that?” The water bounced off him and battered her face.
Moving into the stream to block it from her, he inhaled. “I do.”
“Everything?” She searched his expression, but he seemed to be telling the truth.
“Very strong thing, fate. Cannot deny it.” He put a generous amount of shampoo in his palm and began shampooing her hair.
Adriana turned her back to him. “Even bad things?”
His hands stopped. “Yeah.” His voice was thick and strained.
“Why do you think that?” She backed into him. He was definitely ready for round two.
“I just know.” His voice was so low Adriana
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