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Authors: Selena Blake
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since arriving on the island four days ago. Not one had given her a single flutter, a sputter of interest, and glimmer of an orgasm.
That daydream had been far more than a glimmer. She felt the need to return to her room for a little personal time.
Sighing to herself, she stowed her mat in her bag and cinched the drawstring tight. Pearl had moved their class to early the following morning, so she didn’t have any sort of distraction to resort to.
He’d just stowed his mat when two of his female classmates strode up to him, arms draped across each other's waist in obvious invitation.
Avery rolled her eyes. She wasn't about to vie for his attention. Not that she wanted his attention. She didn't. Except in class. But outside of class, she didn't need anything more than a willing partner who knew how to seal the deal.
A little voice in the back of her mind whispered that he more than knew how to seal the deal. And he was the perfect partner.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Avery gathered her things and strode out the door, needing some time to herself. Distance from the man who’d been filling her mind for far too many days. He was making her crazy. She needed him like never before one minute and the next she had to watch him smile at two life-sized Barbie dolls.
No thanks.
The pull of the sun was strong. She could tell without looking at the time that it wasn’t yet dark out. It’d be easy to flash back to the cottage, but she needed a drink. A real drink.
Then personal time.
Less than three steps down the hallway, Hunter was at her side. She knew it was him before he spoke thanks to her supersensitive hearing. They’d spent enough time together that she recognized the cadence of his heartbeat.
How sappy was that?
“Good class.”
“Thanks. Missed you yesterday.” She wanted to snatch the words back. But why should she. It was the truth.
A look of surprise stole across his handsome face. “You did?”
“What can I say? I like your smile.” And everything else…but she kept that thought carefully guarded.
He graced her with one of those killer smiles that sent butterflies through her stomach. Damn, he was potent. From the gentle wave of his dark hair, the glittering green eyes, straight down to his toes. The man had good looking feet. Who knew that was such a turn on?
“I’m meeting Maxim and Ceara for a late dinner. You coming?”
“Are your girlfriends coming?” Why had she asked that? She had no reason to be jealous. Like she’d told Pearl, Hunter wasn’t hers. She didn’t care if he slept with everyone on the island.
If only that was true.
So, she’d have to work on the not caring bit. And shutting up that little voice in the back of her mind.
“They offered. I wasn’t interested.”
Avery thought it best to remain silent. Otherwise she would sound like a bitch and she didn’t want him thinking that she cared one way or another. Her private struggles needed to remain just that. Private.
“Do you—” He paused.
She waited for him to finish. “What?” she asked when he didn’t continue. They hung a right down the wide central hall.
“Nevermind.”
As curious as she was about what he’d wanted to say, she wasn’t going to beg. “Where are you meeting your brother?”
“Club Daylight.”
Of course. If she didn’t know better, she’d think he was following her. Why did that thought make her a little giddy? She was supposed to be getting her drink, having a little one on one time with her battery operated boyfriend and forgetting about her plan to get Hunter to scratch her itch.
But when a group of rambunctious guys almost bowled her over and Hunter pulled her out of harm’s way, she was suddenly back in the daydream. Warm, safe, happy.
Her body immediately vetoed her heart.
She tightened her hand around the strap of her yoga bag. “Okay. I’m in.”
“I’m gonna hit the showers. See you in half an hour?”
He didn’t need a shower. He was
That daydream had been far more than a glimmer. She felt the need to return to her room for a little personal time.
Sighing to herself, she stowed her mat in her bag and cinched the drawstring tight. Pearl had moved their class to early the following morning, so she didn’t have any sort of distraction to resort to.
He’d just stowed his mat when two of his female classmates strode up to him, arms draped across each other's waist in obvious invitation.
Avery rolled her eyes. She wasn't about to vie for his attention. Not that she wanted his attention. She didn't. Except in class. But outside of class, she didn't need anything more than a willing partner who knew how to seal the deal.
A little voice in the back of her mind whispered that he more than knew how to seal the deal. And he was the perfect partner.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Avery gathered her things and strode out the door, needing some time to herself. Distance from the man who’d been filling her mind for far too many days. He was making her crazy. She needed him like never before one minute and the next she had to watch him smile at two life-sized Barbie dolls.
No thanks.
The pull of the sun was strong. She could tell without looking at the time that it wasn’t yet dark out. It’d be easy to flash back to the cottage, but she needed a drink. A real drink.
Then personal time.
Less than three steps down the hallway, Hunter was at her side. She knew it was him before he spoke thanks to her supersensitive hearing. They’d spent enough time together that she recognized the cadence of his heartbeat.
How sappy was that?
“Good class.”
“Thanks. Missed you yesterday.” She wanted to snatch the words back. But why should she. It was the truth.
A look of surprise stole across his handsome face. “You did?”
“What can I say? I like your smile.” And everything else…but she kept that thought carefully guarded.
He graced her with one of those killer smiles that sent butterflies through her stomach. Damn, he was potent. From the gentle wave of his dark hair, the glittering green eyes, straight down to his toes. The man had good looking feet. Who knew that was such a turn on?
“I’m meeting Maxim and Ceara for a late dinner. You coming?”
“Are your girlfriends coming?” Why had she asked that? She had no reason to be jealous. Like she’d told Pearl, Hunter wasn’t hers. She didn’t care if he slept with everyone on the island.
If only that was true.
So, she’d have to work on the not caring bit. And shutting up that little voice in the back of her mind.
“They offered. I wasn’t interested.”
Avery thought it best to remain silent. Otherwise she would sound like a bitch and she didn’t want him thinking that she cared one way or another. Her private struggles needed to remain just that. Private.
“Do you—” He paused.
She waited for him to finish. “What?” she asked when he didn’t continue. They hung a right down the wide central hall.
“Nevermind.”
As curious as she was about what he’d wanted to say, she wasn’t going to beg. “Where are you meeting your brother?”
“Club Daylight.”
Of course. If she didn’t know better, she’d think he was following her. Why did that thought make her a little giddy? She was supposed to be getting her drink, having a little one on one time with her battery operated boyfriend and forgetting about her plan to get Hunter to scratch her itch.
But when a group of rambunctious guys almost bowled her over and Hunter pulled her out of harm’s way, she was suddenly back in the daydream. Warm, safe, happy.
Her body immediately vetoed her heart.
She tightened her hand around the strap of her yoga bag. “Okay. I’m in.”
“I’m gonna hit the showers. See you in half an hour?”
He didn’t need a shower. He was
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