intrinsically intimate about the gentle brushing of bare skin.
Far, far too intimate at the same time.
âThatâs where youâre wrong. I have changed, a hell of a lot. Iâm here to prove that to you.â
She took a quick breath in, a pulse beat visible at the base of her throat. âI thought you were here for a job.â
It might be too soon, but part of having grown up meant he was not going to lie, not even by omission. âThat as well, but Iâm really here for you. I want you back, Erin, and Iâm willing to work for it.â
Between them the water rippled as a family swam past, the small waves cresting over her skin and his where they lay side by side. A minor tremour, miles apart from the tsunami of passion that could flood over them soon if he had his way.
Erin lifted her gaze to meet his. Stared silently for a good sixty seconds. Nothing but the gurgle of the pool gutters and low voices.
His breathing.
Hers.
She rolled toward him, increasing the contact points between them. His arm rested between her breasts, her knee slightly over his thigh, and he tensed. She was solid muscle and soft skin. A combination of strength and feminine beauty that he could hardly wait to experience all over again.
âYouâre awfully confident. What if I donât want you back? What if I told you that while youâre a part of my past, I donât want you in my future?â
âNot even as a co-worker?â
She trickled her fingers over his chest and he held his breath, fascinated by this new side of her. Bolder, more determined. He loved it, and wondered how long sheâd hold that stance.
Erin tilted her head as she dribbled water over his skin. âI could work with you. You are talented, and the team could use you.â
âI have talents in other areas as well,â he teased.
âSo do Devon and Alisha, but I donât sleep with them.â
âTouché.â He crossed his arms under his head, tightening his abdomen as she continued to drive him mad. âSo you wonât sleep with me. I can handle that. Until you ask.â
She snapped her fingertips against his stomach, the tiny blow stinging on the wet, bare skin. âYouâre such an ass.â
âYou just earned a spanking,â he warned.
A low laugh escaped her. âSee? Thereâs that old Timothy I knew so well. The new Tim, if heâs changed, wouldnât try to dole out punishments I havenât agreed I want to earn.â
He set his teeth to stop from growling as those damn fingers went lower, teasing the top line of his swim trunks. He bent a knee to hide his rising erection because her touch was setting him on fire.
âSo, let me get this straight.â Erin leaned all the way over, folding her hands on his chest and resting her chin on top. âYou think youâve changed enough that youâd agree to fool around with me at my speed, within my limits. You wonât attempt to steer us toward something stupid like what happened years ago.â
âI apologized for that at the time,â Tim pointed out. âWhile it was wrong, it was also a misunderstanding, and I knew it as soon as it happened. We both did.â
âAnd now?â
He walked that fine line between the complete truth and what she needed to hear for them to move forward. âI will go at your pace,â he promised.
Nothing mentioned regarding how far they would eventually go, or what type of pleasures, because while heâd allow her to dictate how fast they moved forward, they both knew they werenât talking about chaste kisses and hand-holding.
She stared into space as she considered his offer.
Did she have any idea she was still stroking him? The repetitive brushing of her fingertips sent flickers of electric desire over his skin, offering a taste of the heat to come.
Erin sat up suddenly, shivering for a moment in the icy air. âIf this thing between us
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