good-looking man he was and what a fine physique he had. He was in great shape and she would undoubtedly find out just how great later that night.
“The same. I took a nap so now I’m pretty well rested.”
Taylor swallowed. Was he giving her fair warning? His expression was inscrutable and she couldn’t tell by his eyes what he was thinking.
“What’s this?” he asked, picking up the gift bag off the sofa.
She looked at the bag he had in his hand. “That’s something I was given at check-in. I haven’t had a chance to see what’s in it.”
“We may as well take a look together,” he said. The first thing he pulled out was a book. His chuckle made her wonder what type of book it was. He glanced over at her, evidently saw her curious expression and said, “I guess you can call it a self-help manual. It’s titled Best Sexual Positions for Baby-Making. ” He flipped through the pages and looked back up at her. “There are even pictures. Umm, interesting.”
She could just imagine, but even if curiosity killed her, she would not cross the room to take a peep. He placed the book on the table next to the sofa as though he intended to take time to delve between the pages more later. He then pulled out several jars of what looked like creams and other items. He proved her right when he said, “An assortment of flavored creams, a bottle of lickable lotion and several gels. This feminine arousal gel I would assume is for you and the erection gel is for me.”
Taylor’s gaze automatically shifted to his crotch. She was staring at it, but at the moment she couldn’t help herself, imagining…
“There’s also a notice about a free movie they’re showing tonight on the television. It’s guaranteed to put us in the mood if we’re not already there,” he was saying.
The thought that crossed Taylor’s mind at that exact moment was that literally, she couldn’t speak for him but she was already there. In fact her body didn’t rightly seem connected to her brain. It wanted to do one thing while her brain was trying to drill some sense into her. She really wasn’t paying attention.
“There’s also a notice that dinner will be served in our room around six.” He checked his watch. “That’s a couple of hours away. Is there anything you’d like to do until then?”
Taylor took a deep breath while thinking that, yes, there was something she would like to do until then. Jumping his bones seemed like an activity worth trying. But she knew she couldn’t do that. She had put too much work into her seduction scene tonight to get carried away by a few errant hormones. Well, maybe more than a few.
“What about a walk on the beach?” she decided to ask.
From the look on his face she could tell her suggestion surprised him. “A walk on the beach?”
“Yes, and then we can return to the room and shower for dinner,” she said.
“Ok, then let’s take a walk on the beach.”
She glanced at his clothes. Not the typical attire for walking on the beach. “Do you want to change first?”
He smiled. “No, I’m fine.”
He most certainly was.
He moved toward the door. Paused and glanced over his shoulder. “Are you coming?”
Not yet, she thought, but she had a feeling that’s all she would be doing later tonight underneath his hard, muscular body. “Yes,” she said, crossing the room to where he was standing. He smiled again and she felt all kinds of flutters fill her stomach. She couldn’t wait until tonight.
Dominic thought the same thing as he walked beside Taylor on the long stretch of beach. He couldn’t remember ever taking the time to do something so relaxing. He definitely hadn’t ever done so with Camry. Their lives had been fast paced—jetsetters—with no thought of settling down and taking things slow or making a family. They’d figured that would come later. And they had been so wrong.
Not wanting to think of his life with Camry—and what he’d lost with her death—he wanted
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