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ten. What time do you want to leave?”
He leaned over the console again, pleased when she was right there to meet him. He kissed her softly. “Shadow and I will be waiting for you to finish. It’s a long ride to the waterfall, so we’ll leave as soon as you’re ready.”
***
L arissa didn’t want to say goodbye to Quinn at her door... she wanted to invite him inside. However, there was only one thing they could do in there, and she firmly reminded herself she wasn’t that type of girl.
She wrapped her arms around his waist and leaned against his hard chest. When Quinn’s arms circled her and pressed her tighter to his body, it was every bit as wonderful as she had imagined. She couldn’t quite describe the feeling as safe, because she knew he desired her as much as she desired him, but it felt right. Something she hadn’t felt in a very long time.
“I can hardly wait for tomorrow,” she said, forcing herself to release him and step away.
Quinn nodded. “Neither can I. Sweet dreams, beautiful lady. I’ll see you soon.”
Larissa grinned and backed into her room, holding onto her will power with metaphorical fingernails dug in. She wouldn’t invite him inside or to her bed—not tonight. “Until tomorrow, then.”
He trapped her in his gaze, a slow smile spreading across his face. “No, not tomorrow. I’ll see you in my dreams.”
Breathless, Larissa watched as Quinn walked to the elevator. She waited until the doors blocked him from view before retreating inside her room.
He was probably right. She wouldn’t have to wait until tomorrow either. That blazing hot kiss was sure to play on repeat all night long. She wondered if she’d get any rest at all.
Chapter Eight
Q uinn grinned at his youngest brother. “Will you fix something for us to eat? You’re the best, and I want to keep Larissa happy.”
“Lucky I’m back on the island this season, huh?” Shane laughed and adjusted his chef’s jacket. “I never thought you’d take a girl to the waterfall. You barely let the rest of us go up there. She must be special.”
Judging by how his thoughts had been obsessed with Larissa all night, and not his work, it was a fair bet she was something special.
Quinn knew how his brother loved to tease though, so he wouldn’t admit it. At least not yet. Maybe if today went well. Once he was sure Larissa was as interested as he was, Quinn wouldn’t care how much Shane teased him.
“Will you make our picnic or not? I’m horrible at cooking, and the only person I could ask besides you is Mom. I’m not letting her involve herself in this more than she already has.”
“No kidding. I can’t believe she told your new girl about your old girl.” Shane rolled his eyes. “Lucky for me, I’ve gotten off easy in that department. It was good of Mom and Dad to let me spend the last few years in culinary school and then training around the world. Especially since it means they haven’t started digging their claws into my love life yet.”
Quinn knew they likely wouldn’t. Shane was the baby, and got away with anything he wanted. Still, Quinn was happy to have him back on the island. Now that Shane had finished his training, he was taking over the position of head chef, and Quinn felt he could finally relax about what was happening with the kitchen staff. He might only be twenty-two years old, but Shane would do everything in his power to run things smoothly.
Shane walked around the shiny steel counter, opening a mini refrigerator beneath it. “Picnics are harder, because it’s something you have to be able to get to the falls in saddlebags that will stay good.” Shane stroked his chin, staring into the fridge. “Is she a girly girl? I could make dainty sandwiches, a fruit salad, and send along wine. It would stay pretty cold if we put an icepack in the saddlebag, and that shouldn’t bother the horse much.”
Quinn wished he knew what Larissa liked. “She’s not some rich girl who has to be
He leaned over the console again, pleased when she was right there to meet him. He kissed her softly. “Shadow and I will be waiting for you to finish. It’s a long ride to the waterfall, so we’ll leave as soon as you’re ready.”
***
L arissa didn’t want to say goodbye to Quinn at her door... she wanted to invite him inside. However, there was only one thing they could do in there, and she firmly reminded herself she wasn’t that type of girl.
She wrapped her arms around his waist and leaned against his hard chest. When Quinn’s arms circled her and pressed her tighter to his body, it was every bit as wonderful as she had imagined. She couldn’t quite describe the feeling as safe, because she knew he desired her as much as she desired him, but it felt right. Something she hadn’t felt in a very long time.
“I can hardly wait for tomorrow,” she said, forcing herself to release him and step away.
Quinn nodded. “Neither can I. Sweet dreams, beautiful lady. I’ll see you soon.”
Larissa grinned and backed into her room, holding onto her will power with metaphorical fingernails dug in. She wouldn’t invite him inside or to her bed—not tonight. “Until tomorrow, then.”
He trapped her in his gaze, a slow smile spreading across his face. “No, not tomorrow. I’ll see you in my dreams.”
Breathless, Larissa watched as Quinn walked to the elevator. She waited until the doors blocked him from view before retreating inside her room.
He was probably right. She wouldn’t have to wait until tomorrow either. That blazing hot kiss was sure to play on repeat all night long. She wondered if she’d get any rest at all.
Chapter Eight
Q uinn grinned at his youngest brother. “Will you fix something for us to eat? You’re the best, and I want to keep Larissa happy.”
“Lucky I’m back on the island this season, huh?” Shane laughed and adjusted his chef’s jacket. “I never thought you’d take a girl to the waterfall. You barely let the rest of us go up there. She must be special.”
Judging by how his thoughts had been obsessed with Larissa all night, and not his work, it was a fair bet she was something special.
Quinn knew how his brother loved to tease though, so he wouldn’t admit it. At least not yet. Maybe if today went well. Once he was sure Larissa was as interested as he was, Quinn wouldn’t care how much Shane teased him.
“Will you make our picnic or not? I’m horrible at cooking, and the only person I could ask besides you is Mom. I’m not letting her involve herself in this more than she already has.”
“No kidding. I can’t believe she told your new girl about your old girl.” Shane rolled his eyes. “Lucky for me, I’ve gotten off easy in that department. It was good of Mom and Dad to let me spend the last few years in culinary school and then training around the world. Especially since it means they haven’t started digging their claws into my love life yet.”
Quinn knew they likely wouldn’t. Shane was the baby, and got away with anything he wanted. Still, Quinn was happy to have him back on the island. Now that Shane had finished his training, he was taking over the position of head chef, and Quinn felt he could finally relax about what was happening with the kitchen staff. He might only be twenty-two years old, but Shane would do everything in his power to run things smoothly.
Shane walked around the shiny steel counter, opening a mini refrigerator beneath it. “Picnics are harder, because it’s something you have to be able to get to the falls in saddlebags that will stay good.” Shane stroked his chin, staring into the fridge. “Is she a girly girl? I could make dainty sandwiches, a fruit salad, and send along wine. It would stay pretty cold if we put an icepack in the saddlebag, and that shouldn’t bother the horse much.”
Quinn wished he knew what Larissa liked. “She’s not some rich girl who has to be
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