Serena, she’d spent way too much money on a flattering two-piece bathing suit they’d found in one of the resort’s fancy shops. That was after Serena had taken one look at Ellie’s serviceable one-piece tank suit and been horrified.
“You’re a bad influence on me,” Ellie said as she reached for her towel and shook the sand off.
“My work here is done.” Serena sighed and stood up. “Guess I’d better get going, too. I need to prep a few things for my staff meeting tomorrow morning.”
Ellie left Serena at her house and kept walking until she reached her own cottage another few hundred yards away. Her feet were gritty from the sand and her skin was drenched in sunblock, so before going inside, she stopped to use the outdoor shower near the kitchen door.
She tossed her cover-up onto the veranda and stepped under the stream of cool water. She savored the feeling as it splashed against her warm skin, trying to imagine how it would be if Aidan were showering with her. Wonderful, she thought, and slowly ran her hands along her arms and legs and stomach to brush off the sand.
*
Aidan dropped off his bag and briefcase in his suite, then jogged over to the business offices to find Ellie. She always spent Sunday afternoons at her desk, catching up on business news and any loose ends that needed to be nipped before the work week started.
She wouldn’t be expecting him a day early and he figured he’d be catching her off guard. He wondered if he would be able to tell by the look on her face whether or not she was willing to get naked with him—as she put it. Or would they have to discuss things further? Somehow he knew she’d made up her mind. Ellie rarely hesitated when it came to decision making, although, granted, this situation was a unique one.
He strolled past her secretary’s desk and went straight to her office door. It was closed so he knocked, then immediately opened it and walked in. “Ellie, I’m back. Did you have a chance to…”
She wasn’t at her desk.
Okay, not a big surprise. It was Sunday afternoon, after all. So maybe she was doing laundry or cleaning her house. He crossed the busy lobby and headed outside, taking a shortcut through the main pool area and past the tiki bar. The din of music and laughter faded as he made his way across the property to the residence cottages on the other side of the coco palm garden.
As he neared Ellie’s house, he heard a woman singing. One of her neighbors, no doubt. Not a bad voice, he thought, although it sounded a little garbled, like the singer was under water.
None of their guests ever stayed over here in the residence cottages, so it had to be an employee. At least it wasn’t Ellie, Aidan knew that much. His prim, proper, straight-laced senior vice president would never…
He stopped in his tracks as he caught sight of the dazzling backside of a woman standing under an outdoor shower, wearing what could charitably be called a string bikini.
His mind shut down as raw primordial need took over. Words formed in his brain, but he couldn’t utter them aloud. Sexy. Gorgeous. Body. Want. Now.
Mine.
The woman continued singing, completely oblivious to Aidan’s presence. As his mind slowly clicked back into working order, the term poleaxed came to mind. He was pretty sure this was what it felt like to be smacked over the head with a two-by-four. He’d never seen anything so stunning in his life.
As the woman rubbed her hands over her skin, Aidan had to bite his tongue to keep from offering to do it for her. Finally she reached for the spigot, cut off the water and turned.
And Aidan felt his chin hit the ground.
Ellie?
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A idan had never seen his senior vice president in a bathing suit before, let alone something like the teasingly skimpy scraps of material she was wearing now. Hard to believe, but the real Ellie was even better than the sexy dream images that had been invading his mind the whole time he was away.
Okay, he thought.
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